In the past few years, many intrepid Rovers have walked through the Valley of Death.
We passed through Hell’s Gate in the Funeral Mountains to explore a ghost town. We hiked through canyons of Marble and canyons of Gold, and traversed a wide plain of bitter white salt. We passed under a great bridge of rock, and saw a vast cathedral of red stone far above. We visited the Devil’s Golf-course and his Cornfield, and braved the burning sand dunes full of Rats, Lizards, and Snakes. We faced gale-force winds on the rim of an ancient volcanic crater, and negotiated flooded roads on our return. We saw a lovely waterfall, surrounded by green trees, hidden deep in a narrow canyon. We made our camp in the Furnace, where the sky flamed red at dawn and dusk, but our campfire burned low with eerie flames of green and blue in the dark. Ravens circled us by day, and Coyotes howled by night.
This is our story!
Bob J has been a Rover for decades and is currently the Club archivist. He has led many trips, nationally and internationally.