For those of you who have not being following with a
scorecard, we’re off on our travels once more.
We still have stuff to write about San Miguel that didn’t get done
because half the town lost its internet connection in a storm, so look forward
to that with baited breath. Meanwhile,
our quest is to find a place in New Mexico to spend a month or so in winter, so
far without success but where we are now, Silver City, shows promise. The surroundings are lovely, the downtown a
little worse for wear because of the recession (remember when it started, you
right-wingers of short memory), and tomorrow we go exploring the Gila
Wilderness. Meanwhile we are sitting in
a motel without water, but they’ll relocate us to their other place if they can’t
fix it soon.
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| White Sands National Park |
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| Hike up to 7,300 feet |
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| Rock-hugging plant life |
So what have we accomplished so far? Well we managed to get beyond the Texas and Oklahoma
panhandles on our second day: all you hear is the thumping of bibles, all you
smell is dead cows and farting cows, and all you see is nothing. As soon as you get near the New Mexico
border, it all starts to look beautiful.
Our first serious port of call was the noisy town of Ruidoso, where we
found a wonderful Mexican greasy spoon called Chef Lupe’s, where we had
breakfast twice, and it has the best huevos
rancheros ever. We suspect they mark
the order checks for the cook. The first
morning they put a G on there for gringos,
and the eggs were kinda mild. Next day
they would be G2, meaning “those gringos
are back, let’s see how these suckers stand up to some real food.” Not for the faint-hearted, but you know
something? It’s only the second time
since the Great Disaster that I’ve actually felt something in my upper
lip. And what’s wrong with the beautiful
mountain resort town of Ruidoso? Not the
major fire which wrapped around it in June, but the fact that it could be a
mountain resort town anywhere.
Pictures included from our hike near Ruidoso, and from the
White Sands National Park. The latter
may not be up to snuff, because my little camera found it exceedingly difficult
to cope with the amazing brightness of the terrain.
