After leaving San Diego we made our way to Las Vegas where we were able to get some much needed service for our motorcycles and enjoy some of the nightlife. Sorry, what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas.
Of course we had our own tour guide and concierge, one of our own Camp Hope Riders and his lovely wife, Chris and Marlene. They rode out to Baker, California, escorted us into Vegas and made sure we were taken care of. It sure is nice to have friends in Vegas!
Talking about friends, I have another story for our readers.
In San Luis Obispo, California I met a retired Veteran from Las Vegas, Peter LeBoutillier, who was interested in Camp Hope and the work being done for our wounded warriors. He took one of our flyers, returned to Vegas and called several of the numbers on the back of the brochure trying to get a hold of me. He wanted to help and was hoping to meet up with us when we arrived in Vegas. So when I arrived we spoke and scheduled a meeting at one of the casinos for breakfast. Derek and I joined him the next morning, and I must say he is a fine gentleman.
Peter, thank you for breakfast, the maps you printed off for us and the tips on some of the sites we should visit in Nevada, Utah and Arizona… thank you for the help!
And… last but not least, some photos from our day trip to Hoover Dam and Derek’s extended stay in Vegas.
Up above the Hoover Dam
The dammed side of the river
View of the river from the Hoover Dam with new the bridge being constructed over it
I leave Derek in Vegas and what does he do... he tries to replace me the minute I'm gone.
Derek is having way too much fun... no Derek, that's not Elvis.
Derek's conscience in Vegas... defintely not Jiminy Cricket.
