HOOVER DAM

I HAVE ALWAYS WANTED TO GO TO THE HOOVER DAM. I HAD SEEN IT IN MOVIES GROWING UP AND IT'S BEEN ON MY LIST EVER SINCE. WE DECIDED TO SWITCH AROUND THE START AND END LOCATION OF THE TRIP SO THAT VEGAS CAME FIRST, NOT LAST. WE HAD SOME TIME BEFORE HEADING UP TO VALLEY OF FIRE NATIONAL PARK, SO STOPPING AT THE HOOVER DAM SEEMED PERFECT. IT WAS A SHORT 45 MINUTE DRIVE FROM THE STRIP. I DON’T WANT TO SAY I WAS UNDERWHELMED ONCE WE GOT THERE, BUT IT WASN’T WHAT I EXPECTED. IT WASN’T UNTIL I LOOKED UP AT THE MIKE O’CALLAGHAN- PAT TILLMAN MEMORIAL BRIDGE (THE LONGEST CONCRETE ARCH IN THE WESTERN HEMISPHERE) DID I FEEL OVERWHELMED. THIS BRIDGE SITS ABOVE THE RIVER AND IS AVAILABLE TO PEDESTRIANS AND CARS. THE PEOPLE WALKING ALONG THE EDGE APPEARED TO BE ANT-LIKE IN SIZE AND JUST WATCHING THE PEER OVER THE EDGE MADE MY STOMACH TURN.

THE DAM WAS LARGE, BUT NOT AS BIG AS THE MOVIES LEAD ME TO BELIEVE. IT WAS ALSO SWARMING WITH TOURISTS, WHICH STOLE A BIT OF IT’S BEAUTY. MY MAIN GOAL WAS TO STRADDLE THE STATE LINE OF ARIZONA AND NEVADA. IT’S NOT A LINE ANYMORE, BUT A SMALL TOKEN IN THE GROUND THAT WE ALMOST MISSED. THANKFULLY DAVE SPOTTED IT ON OUR WAY BACK TO THE CAR. I’M HAPPY TO SAY I ACCOMPLISHED BEING IN TWO PLACES AT ONCE AS WELL AS SEEING ONE OF THE SEVEN WONDERS OF OUR COUNTRY.