A year or so ago, an artist made a rainbow rock installation in the middle of nowhere desert between Las Vegas and California. Since then it has been a place to be adventured by tourist. Until this day I have only seen these 7 rock installations on my trek to and from LA.
When I got a message from Morgan, a childhood friend, and volleyball teammate, about doing photos of her and her husband I originally told her that we were going to Jean, NV. A small town, that I'm not even sure is a town. It was 5:45 am when I texted her saying, "Change of plans! The seven Magic Mountains are on the way to Jean, lets start there!"
Safe to say, we had too much fun with these playful rainbow rocks, that we didn't have time to make it to jean before the sun came up. I'm not mad, and I don't Morgan and her husband Garrett are either.
Here's what our 6 am looked like!