After exploring Rhyolite we decided to drive Daylight Pass Road into Titus Canyon and find Leadfield, another ghost town.  The problem was it was already 5:30 and the drive is at least 3 hours. Twenty minutes into the drive we realized it was a mistake, but the road was only as wide as the Jeep and there was no place to turn around and we were high in the mountains. We continued on a thin path that wound through the mountains and is impossible to explain. Some of the thin path was a river bed with baseball sized rocks that we would sink into if we stopped, surrounded by huge mountain walls, and it was so dark our lights did not seem bright enough. We did stop on top of a couple of the mountains,  turn the lights off  and gaze at the stars. In one valley it was as though the stars touched the ground on all sides of us. Death Valley is one of the few places that is completely dark in many areas. At the bottom of one canyon the walls were within reach from the Jeep window, so it was close, and the temperature was 99 degrees and it was 8:30. I almost had an attack of claustrophobia but Duf kept saying we would be fine and he would not turn on the air because he didn’t want the Jeep to overheat and we had the top off anyway!

After our exciting drive and on the way home we drove through Hells Gate, called this because it is one of the hottest places on earth! At 9:30 at night it was 102 and the wind blowing around us in the Jeep was stifling. Nine miles down the road and we were on top of another mountain and the temperature dropped to 71. This is quite a place.

 We drove all that way on a treacherous path and all that was left of the ghost town of Leadfield was this sign. The town died in 1927. It is so far off the path we were surprised it lasted a year!

 These rocks had writing on them that the Shoeshone Indians did to honor their ancestors. They live in the area in the winter but leave for the summer because of the heat.

 Look hard, in the middle of the top picture, and you will see the path we drove on through these mountains. We crossed them on a winding path and then drove through the valleys and back to the top of the next. It was dark so I was not able to take many pictures.

 We found another sign about a town that almost made it. Again way to far in the middle of mountains to be lived in by many.