Back on the road again! Almost there, only 2 more days to go!
We took the I-10 out of Albuquerque and East for a while until we reached the 285 which we followed to Vaughn and all the way south to Roswell.
Not much out there but wide open planes .....
..... although .... that's what they thought in the little town of Roswell, that we finally arrived at, also, and we all know what happened there ....
(that is to say .... what REALLY happened ...?)
We tried to find the Bottomless Lakes State Campground in Roswel but got lost (ha ... there you go ...) so we pulled in a small private campground, the Trailer Village Campground, just outside town and snatched up the last available spot!
It was Sunday and all the shops in town were closed, which was a little eery (like something out of the Twilight Zone, how appropriate) but the museum was open and it was actually a really fun one!
Admission was very reasonable, only $5 pp, it's small and doesn't have anything truly authentic of course, but it was chock full of first hand accounts, news articles and different perspectives (both sides equally) on the 1947 Roswell UFO incident and a little about crop circles and 'other' alien phenomenons.
And off course there were the cheesy but fun displays to take pics around aliens and crafts.
The town is all decked out in alien stuff:
In the only other store open that day (a consignment antique mall, I love those!) I managed to snatch up a great pair of black (Alan Post) cowboy boots for $38. My first of such boots, and my ticket into Texas, since I've heard they don't let you in if you ain't have 'm! ;-)
The next day we drove to Carlsbad where we did our last Walmart 'run' to stock up on groceries for about 2 months (!) and than onto Carlsbad.
We'd still harbored some hope that the National Parks might have opened up but they hadn't so we had to pass on the Carlsbad Caverns National Park too. Darn!!
So than finally, without much ado, there we were!
It's a beautiful rugged mountain park and it houses the tallest point in Texas, the Guadalupe Peak at 8748".
In Van Horn we managed to get at an excellent spot off to the side at a truck stop on the I-10 that crosses Route 54 here.
Merlin just loves truck stops and we really have to keep an eye on him since he likes nothing better than to inspect the undersides of the big trucks that are parked there. We don't want to imagine what will happen if one drives off with him underneath it!
From Van Horn we took the 90 south with the rugged Sierra Vieja on our right, and at Marfa (cute little desert town) the 67 to Presidio, which brought us right to the Mexican border.
There we took the 'scenic Farm Road', the 170 ,which basically follows the Rio Grande and skirts the Big Bend Ranch State Park on your left and Mexico on your right, all the way to Lajitas.
There WAS a sign that warned about a steep hill coming up but I think we both sort of tried to ignore it.
Well, that was a mistake, although James keeps insisting that he thought it was a lot of fun!
This picture is taken from the Big Hill
The hill, simply known here by the locals as the 'Big Hill', has a 15% grade (!!!!!!) and let's just say that it took about 5 years of my life!
Believe me, you DON'T wanna do this (and I mean the going-down part specifically) with a 40' RV behind you!
But like I said, James thought it was 'fun' and I guess we'll be back here in the future to 'do' this again without the trailer.
For about 50 miles this road meanders through canyons, flats, along cliffs, and around massive lava flows as you are shown the true majesty of the Rio Grande.
And than, after about 50 miles, we reached Lajitas, our final destination!
We made our way to the Maverick Ranch RV Park and were warmly welcomed by Terry, a fellow 'volunteer', after which we walked the grounds to find a spot and get our bearings.
We picked a beautiful site at the far end of the park with a ton of space on one side of us that will stay 'open' since it's not a site and with a beautiful view of Lajitas landmark, 'Lajitas Mesa', right in front of us.
A couple of hours later we were pretty much settled in, just in time for 'happy hour'.
So here we are. 'Home sweet home' again.