Nature plus escaping the brutal heat of Vegas? Need I explain my love for Spring Mountain Ranch State Park anymore?
I had never heard of SMRSP before attending Fiddler on the Roof a few months back. It only took a half hour drive and a ten degree temperature drop, but I knew then that I was smitten. Not only was I content with the musical, but the scenery was gorgeous. Summer nights with a picnic, wine, and culture are what life should be about. Also, something about those distant mountain formations and burros get to me.
A few weeks later, I went on a picnic/hike with one of my coworkers. The pond area provided such a serene backdrop to some banh mi and good conversation. We had enough time to hike a bit towards the mountains. Easy enough hike, but I couldn't have been more content. On the way back, you pass through a pasture and some historic farmhouses. For some reason I kept thinking "Diana, I have a feeling we're not in Vegas anymore." Another half hour drive, I grinned and thought I could be any more wrong.