Ride to Taos

Well, we left Ruidoso almost on time. We traveled about 280 miles to get up to Taos. It was uphill, but the road was good all the way to Santa Fe. Santa Fe is a pretty village, but they want all the buildings to look alike. All adobe squares. It's kind of boring. We had to drive through the city, and that was pretty nervous.

As we left Santa Fe our SOB driver really started to worry about fuel. Pat told him he had to hang on for 20 miles, and he said that was cutting it close. He had refueled already, and I thought he should have plenty of fuel. I had over 1/2 a tank, but I'm towing an Airstream afterall. The land between Santa Fe and Taos is almost all indian reservations. I found a some fuel for the SOB, and we continued.

We really started to go through the mountains, instead of around them. The climbs up and down were steeper and longer. More than we had seen on the trip, but still nothing like Wyoming. The SOB driver continued to downshift at high speed, and I know that I will have to pick up his transmission after he tears it up. It doesn't matter, it's not my truck and he's pulling an SOB.

The views are beautiful. We were driving along the side of the Rio Grande. A river we will raft down on Monday. We get into Taos, and the weather is nothing like Ruidoso. It's pretty hot, but nothing close to Socorro. The village is pretty, and the surrounding mountains paint a pretty picture. We are here for a week. We learn that the other two couples will be leaving us on Tuesday, as they go on to Colorado. Traveling with a group has been fun, but it has also made both of us appreciate being to ourselves as well. We will enjoy the rest of our trip together.