From Honolulu, to San Francisco, to McCarran Airport, then straight to this massive, enchanting, crimson mountain. Although I was exhausted, it was worth the trip.
Red Rock is 30 minutes away from the Las Vegas Strip. We took a route through this pretty neighborhood in Summerlin, which illustrated the epitome of an autumn season. I was so mesmerized, I forgot to take pictures :(
Most people travel to Red Rock Canyon to hike its jutting terrain, but I didn't go that far. I didn't prepare myself, physically and mentally LOL. Plus, I was coming directly from the airport. And so, I just strolled near the base of the mountains, and took in the gorgeous view. Nonetheless, will certainly prepare for a long hike, next time around.
Despite the fact that it was sunny, it was exceedingly chilly. This island girl was shaking in her velvety, beige boots.