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Day 78 People made the day!
I woke well rested from one of the better nights of sleep I’ve had in quite a while and surprisingly it was in my tent. My strategy of adding another to my gear paid off. This new blanket/comforter was folded over my bright blue camping pad and by laying right on the comforter and using … Continue reading
Day 77 Standing on a corner in Winslow, Arizona. Navajo country
The title says it best. That’s what I HAD to do in Winslow. That morning I peeked out of the second floor window and spotted the Goose down below with, the ever present, frost on it. Glad that my trusty travel companion was still there, I began packing for the busy day that was ahead … Continue reading
Day 76 Leaving great places to soon.
Prescott Arizona was a pretty little town and I don’t want to take any of its glory away, but oh my God, Jerome and Sedona Arizona are just freaking amazing. I had the Goose all packed up and ready to make my way out of Prescott to Sedona and then to Flagstaff. I got completely … Continue reading
Day 75
A bitterly cold morning brought me to life at Picacho Peak state park. At night when you go to sleep you have a choice. Keep your pants and shirt on to combat the warmth or take them off and rely solely on the sleeping bag. The previous night it wasn’t that cold, so I just … Continue reading
Day 74 Giant pancakes, big time gun fighting, and huge cacti.
How someone can let their dog bark allllll niiiigghht looooong is beyond me. My, very penetrable, motel room walls were no match for the decibels that this wretched beast belted. I got to sleep pretty early the night before, but when the bladder fairy woke me up in the middle of the night, I was … Continue reading
Day 72 A blitz to the AZ border. (Christmas Eve) Day 73 Merry Christmas from a town to tough to die.
It was Christmas Eve and I just wanted to get moving. The snow in Las Cruces was still falling, but the temps were just high enough to turn the slush into water. One thing was dominating my thoughts. I just wanted to get to Arizona. There really wasn’t a good reason to be in a … Continue reading
Day 71 Hibernation
My eyes opened, feet traveled to the motel rooms window, hand slowly opened the curtain, eyes reluctantly recorded the weather conditions. My fate was sealed. Snow that had been forecast had arrived. An inch was already on the roads. It was only 7am though. Checkout time was 11am and perhaps it would be safer to travel … Continue reading
Day 70 Word of the day “white”
Why is “white” the word of the day. To start off, it was snowing in Ruidoso when I left. It wasn’t bad though, only flurries. The agenda was to visit White Sands National Monument/Park and explore the rare patch of white sand dunes. Finally, these massive, cotton ball-esque, beautiful clouds unexpectedly dominated my pictures all … Continue reading
Day 69 Roswell to Ruidoso
I woke up refreshed with a solid three hours of sleep. I really like my new camping pad, but it could use a little help from, say, another pad or a thick blanket. I’m going to buy one or the other but I’m not sure which one will be more beneficial. The blankets pro and … Continue reading
Day 68 Frustration, Catching up, and Christmas Shopping
Last night was COLD! I had to pull what I’m calling, the groundhog maneuver, and get all the way into the sleeping bag and pull the drawstring tight. Once I did that I was nice and warm, but then I started feeling claustrophobic and I would have to let a bit of air there with … Continue reading
