Recognizing the problems from such a large stake, the Stake Presidency decided to study ways in which the Stake could be reduced. After prayerful deliberation, they decided that the simplest solution would be to create a stake in the Southeastern Nevada agricultural valleys. But when President Myers suggested this in Stake Leadership meetings, he met with unexpected opposition There were many members of the Church in Las Vegas whose roots could be traced to "the valleys." These members liked having their family members come to Las Vegas for meetings and a visit. Likewise there were many in the valleys who enjoyed coming to Las Vegas for meetings, thus providing opportunity for wives and family members to shop and socialize. And there were, of course, the usual skeptics who felt there were not enough members in the valleys to support a stake organization.

President Myers felt differently and had faith in the Saints in the valleys. He had felt it on his visits to their wards. Both the Moapa and Virgin Valleys had chapels. The leadership and Church activity were apparent. President Myers had been prayerful concerning this decision. He had sought the Lord's instruction and felt that now was the time to make the division. The General Authorities were also somewhat skeptical of President Myers' request and sent two members of the Quorum of the Twelve Apostles, Elder Harold B. Lee and Elder Spencer W. Kimball, to Southern Nevada to assess the situation.

After meeting with President Myers, the two Apostles agreed to travel to the five units in the Moapa and Virgin Valleys to meet with the priesthood of each unit. The meetings were all scheduled on a Sunday morning.

President Myers owned a Cadillac and had been noted for his fast driving. The first meeting was scheduled in Littlefield, Arizona. In an effort to keep the appointed schedule, President Myers had, in his words, "put his foot in the carburetor."

He could see the Apostles were getting a little restless as he raced along the two-lane highway leading to the Virgin Valley. Elder Lee, sitting in the front seat beside President Myers, stared straight ahead and tried to relax by moving back further into his seat and folding his arms. Finally, unable to control his anxiety further, Elder Lee leaned over to President Myers and asked, "President, are your tires all right?" "Oh they are fine, Elder Lee, they're fine. There's nothing to worry about," replied President Myers. Elder Kimball seemed less concerned as he typed away on a small portable typewriter he had balanced on his lap.

To change their anxious mood, President Myers called attention to beautiful flowers that dotted the desert. Neither man responded much about the flowers, but Elder Kimball would remark years later that he had really enjoyed "the beautiful blurrrr of color" created when speeding through the colorful desert foliage.

When the three men reached the small one room chapel in Littlefield, the relieved General Authorities got out of the car. A crowd of the priesthood holders already standing outside the building greeted them. Two of the younger brethren still sat on the horses they had ridden to the meeting. There was no grass or landscaping around the building. Dirt, gravel, and an occasional pile of manure covered the area.
Just after getting out of the car and greeting the gathering of priesthood brethren, the front tire on the driver's side blew, sending a shower of gravel, dirt, and manure all over President Myers. President Myers, somewhat chagrined, started brushing the material from his suit. Elder Lee, with more than a little delight, moved close to President Myers and softly said, "Pretty good tires, huh President?" Locals arranged for the tire to be changed while the meeting went on as planned. Needless to say, the day continued at a less hectic pace.