Colorado/New Mexico Road Trip continued from last post.
Had dinner that night at the “3 Rivers Eatery and Brew House”. Probably one of the best meals of my whole "Kirk" trip.
Heading south out of Farmington, I stopped to eat at this Mexican restaurant in Cuba. Friends of mine in Olón had told me about this place, and had another great meal here.
While in New Mexico.
Not sure if I mentioned it yet, but I was also on a mission to eat as many patty-melts, chicken-fried steaks, at good, greasy “diner” food places along the way, as well as much Mexican food I could shovel into my mouth.
|Wee bit of a hangover|
Glad a Sonic next door to my
the following morning.
|Crossing the Continental Divide|
Putting on my bucket list -- spend a night in this desert once.
Had a really fun and special time during my visit with Elizabeth and her family. Her dad owns a large horse ranch in Tularosa (an interesting town – the original 1862 town site has been designated a State and National Historical District).
I really enjoyed meeting her dad, Mickey – what a great guy with an interesting past and lots of fun stories to tell. And her Dad gave me great map/highway advice to get to Santa Fe without backtracking on the I-25.
What are the chances that Elizabeth and I would bump into each other in far southern New Mexico, since we both have lived here in Olón for this many years??
After a couple of lovely days here, I followed Micky’s instructions, and took hwy 54 to Duran, then hwy 3/285 to Santa Fe, so I got to go through some desolate “Billy the Kid” territory on my way back up north.
A good route, and the quickest way to Santa Fe (just don't miss the turn-off in Duran).
Eat in Carrizozo along the way; there is a great diner there.
I lived in Northeast Nevada for 10 years (Elko/Wendover to be specific, during my twenties and resided for seven of my twenty-five years in California in Palm Springs) before coming to Ecuador.
|I suppose some local|
Santa Fe town character.
Check out the hat.
The lot closed and locked up at 5:30 PM.
The sign not noticed until 6:30 PM when I went to retrieve it.
And then, alas…it was time to turn back and make the long haul back to Kansas City.
I dropped south to Albuquerque (via hwy 14 “The Turquoise Trail”).
This bizarre and colorful roadside attraction was near a gas stop as I was going through the Texas Panhandle.
I ended up that night in Clinton, Oklahoma, hungry, tired and cranky.
There is a "Route 66" museum in Clinton, but it was closed on Sunday morning as I was leaving town.
SMART PHONE STORY #2
A weird thing happened to me along last day of trip (from Oklahoma onto Kansas City).
How did they find me?
come out of your car radio to talk to you?”
I have learned since then (from friends here) that is a “Bluetooth” function.
Somewhere in Texas
What a great road trip!
Driving out of Oklahoma on a Sunday…there is not much on the radio but religious stuff.
(With the exception of bizarre RADIO VOICE incident).
|Kirk and me,|
Bugs and all.
7 States, 3000 miles.