Travel Post II: Red Wound in Nevada

Maybe Dave Anderson could tell me what I witnessed from the plane. I was flying home from Sacramento and we were somewhere over Nevada or Idaho. I think it was Nevada because it was a large stretch of desolate land. I don't believe our flight path took us over Utah, but it certainly seemed that we were passing over salt flats. Anyway, amid the brown and white was suddenly a large blob of red. Like magenta. It was like an ulcer or something. I've thought about what it could be, but I really can't think of anything. A blob of red in the Nevada deseret. Dave has to know something about this.