This post is a day late because last night I was in a cheap motel with no Wifi. So this describes Sunday's trip.
While in Oklahoma we stopped at the Cherokee store. They had some beautiful handmade knifes,quite pricey, some with chipped stone blades and elk horn handles, engraved with Indian sign.
Also in Oklahoma, we saw many trees that were festooned with massive infestations of caterpillars. I'll upload some photos when we get home.
Hats off to the state of Texas for a nice welcome center. There was a wonderful view across the prairie and canyons. They had two free telescopes so you could enhance this great view. Very classy, Texas. Most states would have have charged. Beautiful concrete work around the building with a huge relief etched in the cement of the lone star state. Also they had put animal tracks, simulated, of course, in the concrete. The first ones I spotted,of course, were mountain lion tracks. My wife took a picture of a nice young couple for them. They reminded me of my wife and I in a century gone by. The restrooms were very clean, which you have to respect, right? Saw a neat, iron sculpture of a cowboy, kneeling down with his horse's reis in his hands. He appeared to be praying and it was very well done. It was in the middle of nowhere, in a field next to the interstate.
NEW MEXICO....Such great views of colored mesas of red and black. There were awesome storms in the evening and a huge snake dead in the road. Cool road signs that indicated bear crossing or moose crossing.
Magnificent views in the evening as we drove up I-25 toward Colorado. Mountains to the left and a straight road with everyone doing about ninety miles an hour except us. I was the slowpoke at 70.
We crossed from Raton, New Mexico into Colorado through a pass and I couldn't help but wonder if this was the Raton Pass where a wagon train perished in a blizzard back in olden days. What a hardy breed these folks must have been, those who settled this magnificent country!
The west seems to amplify everything. It's a big country and seems to produce a strong people. I respect the people and the land.
Cool thing. As we climbed in elevation all day a big bag of potato chips couldn't deal with it. As the pressure outside the bag decreased with the altitude, the constant pressure inside puffed up the bag until it burst as we entered Trinidad, Colorado. We stopped there for the night and I slept like a dead man.
Tomorrow we plan to slow down and smell the roses. Speaking of smells, we ate some spicy stuff in Santa Rosa...
Goodbye from the west. CE Wills
While in Oklahoma we stopped at the Cherokee store. They had some beautiful handmade knifes,quite pricey, some with chipped stone blades and elk horn handles, engraved with Indian sign.
Also in Oklahoma, we saw many trees that were festooned with massive infestations of caterpillars. I'll upload some photos when we get home.
Hats off to the state of Texas for a nice welcome center. There was a wonderful view across the prairie and canyons. They had two free telescopes so you could enhance this great view. Very classy, Texas. Most states would have have charged. Beautiful concrete work around the building with a huge relief etched in the cement of the lone star state. Also they had put animal tracks, simulated, of course, in the concrete. The first ones I spotted,of course, were mountain lion tracks. My wife took a picture of a nice young couple for them. They reminded me of my wife and I in a century gone by. The restrooms were very clean, which you have to respect, right? Saw a neat, iron sculpture of a cowboy, kneeling down with his horse's reis in his hands. He appeared to be praying and it was very well done. It was in the middle of nowhere, in a field next to the interstate.
NEW MEXICO....Such great views of colored mesas of red and black. There were awesome storms in the evening and a huge snake dead in the road. Cool road signs that indicated bear crossing or moose crossing.
Magnificent views in the evening as we drove up I-25 toward Colorado. Mountains to the left and a straight road with everyone doing about ninety miles an hour except us. I was the slowpoke at 70.
We crossed from Raton, New Mexico into Colorado through a pass and I couldn't help but wonder if this was the Raton Pass where a wagon train perished in a blizzard back in olden days. What a hardy breed these folks must have been, those who settled this magnificent country!
The west seems to amplify everything. It's a big country and seems to produce a strong people. I respect the people and the land.
Cool thing. As we climbed in elevation all day a big bag of potato chips couldn't deal with it. As the pressure outside the bag decreased with the altitude, the constant pressure inside puffed up the bag until it burst as we entered Trinidad, Colorado. We stopped there for the night and I slept like a dead man.
Tomorrow we plan to slow down and smell the roses. Speaking of smells, we ate some spicy stuff in Santa Rosa...
Goodbye from the west. CE Wills
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