We were driving through Death Valley by accident really after conditions on Shasta and Whitney prompted us to head straight for Zion, our eventual destination on this trip anyway. Turned out this was supposed to be the finest wildflower show Death Valley has put on in over 100 years. Some people just live right I guess. Tons of folks in the park, so we just sped on through, but laced on the trail shoes at Hells Gate and did this little number. The best part was the descent I took into a wash on the north side. Total private desert feeling as I circled back to the parking lot. Just a wonderful run. Gets a tad chilly towards dark. Had to drive all the way to St George. No where to camp or stay last minute, even in Vegas. Cheers.