Chapter 1207 Travel Around (1/2)
Nevada was a vast, almost uninhabited desert with small scattered towns built by miners in the era of the great Western adventure.
The eastern part of the state especially, including the Las Vegas area, was a desolate desert with very little water and vegetation.
There were, however, some water sources, the most prominent of which was Lake Mead.
Because of its unique status, the Nevada State government built a trail park in the area, including 110 miles of Lake Mead and 67 miles of Lake Mohave.
Li Du had some interest in this wetland, which was based upon a rare sand-water terrain. That is to say, the wetland was next to the desert, and there was no gradual transition between them. The great lake and the desert were near neighbors.
Driving on the 93 highway, they soon saw a large building outside the city. This was the Allen-Barber visitor center, which provided the trail park with entertainment and information.
The best way to enjoy a visit to the park was by walking and cycling.
Li Du followed the local custom and prepared to rent bicycles to enjoy the pleasant scenery around Lake Mead.
Hans shook his head. ”I won't do that. The tour of Lake Mead is 32 miles, my good fellows!”
Li Du said in disdain, ”Then just stay and sit in the car. However, as your friend, I still have to suggest you exercise more. Can't you see how your body is ruined by alcohol and debauchery?”
Hans thought about this for a moment, then got out of the car and hopped onto a bicycle.
Li Du and Sophie were on a tandem bicycle, bags on their backs. Crispy Noodles and Ah Meng were in the attached basket and the other three followed behind.
Many people visiting the scenic area took pets with them, but none brought along big cats and kangaroos, so their little entourage instantly attracted a lot of attention.
Upon seeing them, many children pointed excitedly and shouted,
”Look, a kangaroo!”
”That's a tiger cat. We just learned that in science class…”
Li Du accelerated, and the bodyguards followed without any difficulty.
Hans called after him, ”No, no, no, slow down! Ah, I can't breathe, have mercy…”
Starting from the visitor center, there were two scenic roads around Lake Mead, named North Shore Oath and Lakeside Path. Of the two, Lakeside Path was the longest, and one could follow it to another beautiful scenic spot, the Fire Valley State Park.
Fire Valley State Park was a fine specimen of the desert landscape, full of fantastic sandstone and wonderful displays of desert life.
However, that wasn't Li Du's goal. After they turned around Lake Mead, they took the direction of Hoover Dam.
The day was fine. As they rode up to Hoover Dam, the long, winding shoreline emerged in stark contrast to the bare landscape around it.
They made their way to the Mike O'Callaghan-Pat Tillman Memorial Bridge, a walkway on which Li Du stood looking out at a perfect bird's-eye view of the Hoover Dam.
Sophie refused to get on the bridge. ”No, I won't. It's scary.”
The bridge was built across the river, far above the surface of the water. It was easy to get dizzy when one looked down continuously on the rapidly flowing stream.
Li Du beckoned. ”Come here. The scenery is very nice. You are not afraid of heights, Sophie. You took a plane with no trouble.”
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