Although I lived in Las Vegas for a long time I never knew about this trail. But then it is lot easier for me be lazy when in Vegas. As the saying goes a slot machine at hand is better than a hike in the dessert. This time I happened to be staying in Boulder City and was looking for a place to go for a walk and stumbled upon this googling. The description of the trail was very enticing and the fact it passes through a series of tunnels was very intriguing. I attempted this trail on three consecutive days before successfully finishing it on the third day.
On the first day I barely reached the series of tunnels. After the second tunnel it was getting pretty dark so decided to turn back. It was bit spooky going through the tunnels at dark since I could barely see anything and I started imagining rattlesnakes spiders but luckily only tiny bats were flying around and they probably could sense me better than me off them. The second day I made upto the second tunnel and a couple I encountered
told me of a family of goats up in the hills past the third tunnel. I
was lucky enough to get a glimpse of them before they scooted up the
hill behind the bushes. 
The second day I made upto the second tunnel and a couple I encountered told me of a family of goats up in the hills past the third tunnel. I was lucky enough to get a glimpse of them before they scooted up the hill behind the bushes.
Near the first tunnel the vista opens up to a beautiful view of the boat dock and with the passing of each tunnel one is rewarded with a different perspective of lake mead. The only thing I really missed was the presence of the train tracks. It would have been to cool to see a train engine and some train tracks near one of the tunnels but i guess it could have been hard to maintain. (There is a railroad mueseum in boulder city but they close real early).
At the end of the fifth tunnel there is a warning sign stating the gates would be closed at sunset. And one of the hikers I passed by told me they have seen them closed. There is a picnic bench and a restroom. After that the trail continues behind a some kind of a maintenance station and becomes less scenic or one could say not at all scenic. A short distance from there you have the option to take a short cut to Hoover dam. I gladly took the short cut however kept wondering how much distance or time I actually saved doing that. The trail meanders around massive transformers finally descending down to Hoover dam parking lot. After the long walk I was bit tired and took the gift of human engineering called elevator down to the Hoover dam visitor center and I was in the middle of hundreds of tourists taking selfies as a short contrast to sparse human encounters on the trail. It was breath taking to see such giant concrete structures. Even though I had driven across Hoover Dam bye pass quite a few times this was the first time I had a great view of Mike O'Callaghan–Pat Tillman Memorial Bridge 
Looking over the Hoover Dam I remembered the story reported on TV previous day of a young visitor jumping into waters. In the interview he was mentioning I have a great story to tell for the rest of my life at the cost of getting fined 300$. Well, that could be true but he was too close to the turbines to be saved by anyone and he got lucky. I guess it is a trade off between wanting a story to tell or a life to lead. To each his own. 
On the way back I was rewarded by a remarkable sunset and I could see the heavy downpour in the distant mountains with thunder and lightning. I thought there was constant lightening without thunder near the Hoover dam but it turned out to be the lights of the helicopter or so I assume. There is a constant flurry of helicopters reminding of the million dollar tourism industry in Las Vegas. click on this link for more photos
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