Monday, March 24, 2014

On The Road Home



For the first time in our lives, we find that we don't have to be anywhere in particular at a certain time.  We were liberated on our trip home by the idea that we could go where we wanted to, when we wanted to.  We said good-bye to a beautiful (but windy) San Carlos morning.....



and headed north for the border.

An hour wait, which the Mexicans, laden with jewelry and
toys took advantage of.

Boo looking forward to returning to his country.

Dogs looking for drugs.

We loved our experience at the Esplendor Resort in Rio Rico when we came down to Mexico-especially because it was $65 a night, had beautiful rooms with a deck, were pet friendly and had a decent restaurant and hot tub.  So, we stayed there again:

Entrance to Esplendor Resort
The Lady of Guadalupe is always a good sign.















We were headed for Albuquerque, but were really tired, had never been to Las Cruces and decided to stay there.
I wish we had a picture of the characters at the dog friendly pub which we went to.  Even Boo was a little put off by all the noise.  We finally realized it was St. Patrick's Day-it was so loud and people were so crazy, we left after a beer and a quesadilla and celebrated Jim's Irish roots by going to bed early with a good book.

Since we were so close to the White Sands area and had never been there, we decided to take a detour to see the missile site and the national monument.  There was so much history here and the sand dunes were just amazing:

ICBMs from the early V2s, developed by Wernher Von Braun and
his German team, to the latest ICBMs.  Amazingly interesting,
shockingly beautiful and a little scary.  

Walkin' the line at the White Sands National
Monument

Only a few species of plants survive in the moving dunes.

Out the front windshield of the car....doesn't it look like we
are driving through snow?

Dunes of gypsum sand create the largest gypsum dune field
in the world.  Gypsum is rarely found as sand since it is
soluble in water.  Because no river drains this basin, it is
trapped here.  And it is such a beautiful white!
Pretty nice place for a picnic

Onward....

We decided to take the blue highway to I-25 and passed
the Valley of Fire lava beds that were created from volcanic
vents in the earth.  They are 165 ft thick and 45 miles long-
quite a site amidst all the New Mexican spring colors.


The volcanic action that created these beds happened
 between 1500 and 5000 years ago-relatively new.

On to Albuquerque and San Felipe de Niri, the oldest
building in the city

Since I received my Passport to the National Parks, Jim and
I are always curious to see some of the lesser known historical
sites along the way.  We took a quick detour to Fort Union
National Monument, along the Santa Fe Trail, where this
military post operated from 1851-91 and kept travelers
on the Trail safe from nearby Utes and Jicarilla Apaches.  

 We were trying to get a little bit further into Colorado on our last day of the field trip, hoping to visit our friend, Miriam, in Salida, but......because it was late, we decided to crash in Trinidad for the night and drive the Highway of Legends to Walsenburg the next morning.

One of the first stops on the road was to Cokedale, where
mining began in 1907.  These ovens "coked" the coal, removing
moisture, sulphur and phosphorous, which was the preferred fuel
when smelting iron because it burned hot and was free of foreign
substances.  Even though the mines closed in 1947, residents 
were offered their homes for $10/room and $50/lot.  The original
town is still standing.  As you enter the area from the east, huge
black mountains (impurities from the coking process) remind visitors
of the history of this area.

Southern Colorado and the Sangre de Cristos (Blood of Christ)
mountains.  

A close-up of southern Colorado beauty-it's good to be
reminded of how much we love our home base!

We arrived in Golden at Todd and Erin's home on the 20th and had a lovely visit with them and a celebration of Jim's 70th birthday before settling into Jason's home in Longmont for a month, before we hit the road again. It's good to be in Colorado again!

Jim at 70










Saturday, March 15, 2014

Good-Bye, San Carlos


The last few days here, we packed and tried to eat up all the food in the fridge-a fine job was done by all!  We sat on the deck, staring at the changing tides in the bay, watching the birds and the boats come and go.  We watched the moon come up and the stars sparkle in the sky, as the lights from the Caracol and the Bahia lit up the hillsides.

Bahia Good-bye

We had a fabulous last day on the beach with Boo running free and us enjoying the breaching of the dolphins and the dive-bombing of the pelicans and gulls.  Privacy-nirvana!



Once again, no one on the beach

Boo barking and jumping and running at the waves one last time

We attended a wonderful art show at Belles Artes to support our friend, Norma.



Norma's turtle

Norma's seal

Norma's pelicans
 And Judy's art, who is a lively, fun lady.....

Another friend, wonderful artist and dancer, Judy




One of my favorites of hers-Alamos Young Lovers

The estuary by Judy






























We celebrated birthdays with a special dinner at Blackies.....

Blackies


Jim and I, Mary and Regan, Cheryl and Bill





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....took a last boat trip on the electric (very quiet) boat.  You can see how much fun Boo had!

Can I steer this thing?

Can you believe the color of the water?  I want to jump in!


Thank goodness I have a life vest on-
but it is a tad embarrassing!



A seal-missed the picture of him looking at Boo

Beautiful............

Even Boo was blown away

Gotta rest my head for a minute-what a day
said our good-byes to JJ,


Check out that sign



and attended the final rehearsal of the infamous Melodrama.  This has been going on for well over 20 years as a fund raiser for the local EMT service, Rescate.

Boo's very first Melodrama-and his very first play, EVER!

The wonderful dancers

These ladies were hysterical-Cheryl, especially.

Bobby as owner of the lost mine

The villain hypnotizing the heroine

Wonderful Leslie

The shooting

The fabulous cast

Sunday arrived too soon.  A last sunset and then we take off for the north country.

Last sunset and cook-out

Boo seems a little sad to be leaving.


Beloved Tetas

Buenos Noches, San Carlos!

Goodnight Moon!