White Domes Trail, Valley of Fire State Park, Nevada, USA
The White Domes trail is an easy to moderate trail accessible from within the Valley of Fire State Park in Nevada. The trailhead descends through multicolored sandstone shown here, from white to pale yellow, to pinks, oranges and deep rust reds. Along the trail you'll see an old 1966 movie set, a slot canyon, Moqui marbles, and more marvelous sandstone formations.
The Valley of Fire State Park is Nevada's oldest state park, dedicated in 1935. Driving between Mesquite and Las Vegas along I-15 within the desert basin and range, it's easy to miss the two exits that take you to the east and west entrances to the park. Or, you might imagine from the surrounding desert that "Valley of Fire" means "hotter than Hades" and decide to pass.
If you passed by, you'd be missing some spectacular red sandstone formations, fossilized sand dunes from the time of the dinosaurs, 150 million years ago. On a sunny day as well as at sunrise and sunset, they glow like fire. Hence, the name, Valley of Fire. The red rock of the western part of the park shows in bright contrast against the grays and green browns of the darker sedimentary rock of the older Muddy Mountains. The eastern end of the park, including the road to White Domes, offers a vast spread of sandstone of all hues.
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Text by Steve Smith.