Here is where I will admit being a bit of a chicken when it comes to heights. Okay, I'm actually a complete scaredy cat, so I had to pull over and let Mac drive us across! (Funny, a coyote trotted across the road in front of the car while Mac and I did the driver-switcheroo!)
We learned from the gate attendant (who was from South Carolina) that we could not stop or walk on the dam after dark. That was fine by me... I didn't even step close to the railings when we parked on the other side!
But the dam was beautiful all lit up. It was quiet, more quiet than I expected, and the scale and magnitude of the structure was massive. Truthfully, in the dark, we couldn't see Lake Mead (the water impounded on the back side of the dam). That only added to the mystique and marvel!
What a feat to think of the back - breaking work, the shovels, hand picks, and dynamite that built this engineering masterpiece so many years ago.
~Clyde
P.S. (by Mac)... on our way into town, we dropped into the Boulder City Brewing Co for a relaxing dinner and some tasting. Quint being art en with neat dam artifacts, street art, and tasty brew!
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