Nomad exploring life wherever I am
Right off I-40 on the old Route 66 mother road through Santa Rosa, New Mexico is a low-slung building that hides a lot of fun if you’re any kind of a car buff. I should have known it would be good, there were three shiny new Corvettes in the parking lot when I pulled in with my road-dusted Ridgeline. Paid my five bucks at the door and then had one of the most fun museum visits in a long while…
I spent way too long in the southeast and eastern parts of the US (thanks, pandemic) the last few years. So once I got out to the west, my plan was to spend the winter exploring places in New Mexico and Arizona. Here’s a wrapup of my winter: what I saw, where I went, and some tips for fellow travelers.
I’d driven all over New Mexico, except for the eastern plains, sometimes called the high plains. If they didn’t post state line signs, you’d think you were in west Texas already. But you’re not…
I’ve been criss-crossing the Rio Grande this winter, from Santa Fe to Truth or Consequences and Las Cruces. So when I got to Taos, how could I resist the short drive to see the Rio Grande Gorge? Short answer: I couldn’t!
I’d never seen an organ pipe cactus, and maybe you never have either, so let’s start this post with a beautiful example of one. Cool and weird and wonderful, right?