Standing atop a wall of stone in the luxury home development of Ascaya, the Las Vegas Valley sprawls outward from the cul-de-sac below. A paved street snakes its way through meticulously graded lots climbing ever higher into the McCullough Mountains in Henderson. Electrical units, sewer and gas lines, fire hydrants, street signs, and even mail boxes have been installed. The infrastructure is complete, but nothing here is finished yet.
Ascaya, molded with materials quarried from the property, is a striking example of man’s efforts to forge a human space within an unforgiving environment. There is a different sense of time and space associated with this place. It comes from the permanency of what has been done here. You get the feeling we are looking at a desert version of Machu Picchu, all laid out and awaiting humans to claim their tract.