This has been one of the coldest days in a few weeks. As soon as I woke up, by put on my fleece under all my jacket liners, and most of them stayed on me the rest of the day. Some beautiful, but slightly repetitive scenery - I felt like I was riding through the set of lots of movies I've seen; I probably was. The one that stuck out most in my head is "The Man Who Fell to Earth," the one where David Bowie plays an extraterrestrial who ends up in a small town in New Mexico.
Since my National Parks pass is still valid from my last trip, I decided to visit White Sands National Monument. It was very pretty and unique - huge white sand dunes in the middle of a desert, right next to an active missile range where the military tests missiles and flies fancy new jets.
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Some more similar riding, up a 7,000 ft mountain pass, through some touristy old west towns with museums and plaques along the road all about Billy the Kid and those guys, and into Roswell. I thought about going further, but my brakes were acting up and I was feeling done, so I stopped for the night at Bottomless Lakes State Park, about 15 miles east of town.
Since my National Parks pass is still valid from my last trip, I decided to visit White Sands National Monument. It was very pretty and unique - huge white sand dunes in the middle of a desert, right next to an active missile range where the military tests missiles and flies fancy new jets.
Some more similar riding, up a 7,000 ft mountain pass, through some touristy old west towns with museums and plaques along the road all about Billy the Kid and those guys, and into Roswell. I thought about going further, but my brakes were acting up and I was feeling done, so I stopped for the night at Bottomless Lakes State Park, about 15 miles east of town.
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