We stopped at the Hoover Dam in July on our way to visit Mark’s cousin Marta in Phoenix. We were able to snap a few pictures before it started to rain. And thank holy heck it did because I don’t think I could have enjoyed this magnificent man-made monstrosity any longer. We jumped back into the car and exchanged our, “Aww, too bad we didn’t get to take the informational tour” and “Damn, I wish we could have made it to the gift shop” regrets with secret smiles of mutual relief.
The Hoover Dam is majestic in a very intimidating “man harnessing the power of water” sort of way.
Rocks and water – always a pretty combination, huh?
There you have it, the Hoover Dam. And what a damn fine dam it is.
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