It sounds like most people that hang around the CAKE 'hood are very aware of the world around them. Maybe because my parents were unofficial isolationists from the 60's and 70's where the only interest they had was hanging out at home around the pool, but, the rebellious streak in me then was born to explore.
Of ANYWHERE I have lived on the surface crust of this thing called earth, I have always made sure I explored my "backyard" with vigor, curiousity and passion. On my recent trip to Florida, I can almost guarantee you that of all the places I 'explored', NONE of my circle of friends that actually live in Florida had experienced any of those areas.
Las Vegas is very transient and you can tell there are generally two types of people that move here: the ones that want to extend their vacation on the Strip with gambling, shows and debauchery and the other group that sort of has disdain for the 1% lifestyle that Vegas represents. I have a good buddy who moved from the San Fernando Valley and he "hates" Vegas but he has never gone or done anything outside the Strip. Free world for sure but there is so much to do around here.
Growing up in the Bay area in the 60's and 70's, I remember riding my 10-speed bicycle up old 9 to Page Mill road and down to Foothill Expressway and back home to Saratoga way before spandex was cool. But, EVERYTIME I did a ride like that I always met someone like me that had to urge to get out and explore. Aka, stop/go and smell the roses.
Willow Beach is about 50 miles south of where I live in the Summerlin area but it is the only place to put-in your kayak on the other side of the Hoover Dam which is about 15 miles north on the Colorado River. Yesterday, I was hoping to do a personal best and paddle up to the Arizona Hotsprings and back.