It is sad that people come from all over the world to see our National Parks, but hardly any Americans come to see them.
The colors were beautiful. John said 'Merry Christmas, sorry I couldn't wrap it for you!'
After the sunrise we headed home to the bus in Shoshone. As we past Lake Manly we decided to boat it. Don't get many chances to do that, it only fills up on really heavy rain years.
Lake Manly, the patterns on the bottom are the salt formations from the floor of the valley under water.
Humidity in the air from the flood. In the foreground is the Amargosa river, raging to Lake Manly. It flows into the bottom of Death Valley. It ends farther north than where it started from. The Salt river runs into the valley from the north. Both dry up before they meet.
Here are a couple photos John took of me on Lake Manly.
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