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  • Day7

    Day 5 : Roswell that Ends Well (+ Mark)

    June 2, 2016 in the United States ⋅ ☀️ 21 °C

    Yes, today there are pictures ; our shutters-fingers no-longer shuddering from the after-effects of the 'Albequerque Incident' and each of us in a far more photogenic state, Day 5 has been thoroughly captured in static-snap form.

    Brief aside; there has been disquiet that there has been insufficient 'Mark' mentions in these blog posts. For those worried, he has been with us every step of the way, driving much of it and keeping us entertained with random but relevant pop culture quotes. Attached to this post are some bonus 'Mark' shots for your consideration and approval.

    Luke skipped breakfast today in favour of some additional shut-eye. We were all shocked I tell you...shocked. Myself, Woody and MARK went down to the 'breakfast room', formerly the 'Chinese takeaway room', and had a breakfast that hadn't been cooked in grease, sprayed with grease then served on a bed of grease. After sensible cereal, Woody and I decided it would be rude not to have a go with the waffle-maker, so we shared the experience and the product. MARK didn't have one, but watched us eat ours.

    It was Woody's day to be driver, and drive us he did. It is becoming a tradition that whenever Woody takes the wheel, the drive turns out to be a horrible one ; or else whenever there is a horrible drive to be done it is Woody's turn to drive (chicken/egg etc,). Today's drive through the tiny towns of West Texas was abysmal; there was a storm warning in effect but we respectfully ignored this and drove right through it. There was pouring rain, localised flooding and heavy side-winds, making this the most treacherous trip we've yet taken. Woody expertly kept the car under control whilst Luke kept a keen eye out for lake-sized puddles and I navigated us through the styx to Roswell. MARK was in the car too.

    At isolated moments when it wasn't raining we stopped for pictures with the big texan (there's probably a history to it, but I haven't looked it up) and at a town called 'Happy', that looked like one of the most miserable places on earth.

    We reached Roswell, New Mexico in mid-afternoon and went for some authentic Mexican food made and served by some authentic Mexicans. I had a burrito, Woody tacos, Luke chilli and MARK enchiladas. It was fine, though the experience was mildly tempered in my opinion as we somehow selected the one establishment on the Roswell Main Street that had in no way embraced what the town is so famous for; it's aesthetic simply Mexican. They still had Cinquo de Mayo decorations up almost a month after the day itself, suggesting that it's either traditional to keep them up for a while following May 5th or that the owners were simply too (REDACTED) to take them down.

    To explain, you know you are entering Roswell when you begin to see little green men EVERYWHERE. Virtually every business establishment has themed their enterprise around the idea of aliens having visited/died-horribly-in-a-crash there in 1947. Be they peddlers of sushi, opticians or tax attorneys, all signage either contains terms such as 'galactic', has pictures of spaceships on them, is accompanied by a human-sized fibreglass alien or, most commonly, all three. (see picture of MARK attached).

    After lunch we visited the International UFO Museum and Research Centre, where we were able to peruse a notably balanced account of what might have happened in July 1947, alongside pictures and recreations of the various 'evidence' for and against the 'alien' thesis. The weirdest aspect of this was the revelation that the 'crash' actually happened nowhere really near Roswell, and the incident is seemingly so named as Roswell is where the debris/alien-bodies were taken afterwards. In fact, the crash-site is almost as close to Albequerque as it is to Roswell, a place now famous for its own incident where the facts are disputed and the truth will never be known.

    After the museum we went to the 'Spacewalk' experience round the corner. It was basically someone's back-room painted black with a few bads of luminous paint and a black-light, but what can you expect for two bucks? (answer: way, way more).

    After wandering around the various gift shops selling alien crap and not buying anything (it being crap), we got back in the car and drove south to Carlsbad, where we plan to visit some caverns the next day (today, in around ten minutes as I'm writing this, MARK having just knocked on my door to request we get a move on). We went for an amazing meal at a Bar-B-Q place (see picture); probably the best food we've had since being here (stacks of meat with sides), then for a few drinks at a nearby Best Western hotel; the pricier neighbour to the budget 'Carlsbad Inn' we'd booked for the night.
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  • Day10

    Cavern City (KCNM), NM

    May 12, 2016 in the United States ⋅ ⛅ 26 °C

    Flight time 2.3 hours. Now in MDT time zone. Refueled. Done for the day.

    Daily total of 4.6 hours flying and 994 km (537 nm). For today, no nasty weather and had some tail winds. Nice.

    Terrain is getting higher, much drier and a bit lumpier.
    They gave me a Yukon truck as a courtesy vehicle. Stayed at Econolodge.

    The next morning low clouds and poor visibility again prevented from leaving until about 11 am. Conventional wisdom says to leave early in the morning in the south to avoid heat and turbulence. Clouds and visibility issues have prevented this for the entire trip so far... except for the first day when it was below freezing
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  • Day80

    Here's a tip ...

    November 10, 2015 in the United States ⋅ ☀️ 75 °F

    When traveling, if at all possible, avoid washing your hair in areas where the water comes from aquifers created by passing through living limestone and salty gypsum. Unless you have a marine haircut, perhaps, like SOME people we know.

    This is NOT the "wind hair" I promised in an earlier post. This is my hair (if such an appellation still applies) after putting coconut oil on it and trying to style it with the hair dryer.

    Mind you, Gordon is the guy that failed to notice the time I came home with FLAME RED hair. ("Notice anything?" "Uhhh ... you got your hair cut?") When I showed up after my shower, Gordon opened his eyes wide (you could see the hamster doing overtime on the treadmill of his mind) and said, "Isn't YOUR hair cute!"
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  • Day80

    Carlsbad KOA

    November 10, 2015 in the United States ⋅ ☀️ 72 °F

    A very nice campground, indeed. We arrived early and agreed to spend the afternoon lazing, washing hair, and doing LAUNDRY (John will be relieved to hear).

    Weather is gorgeous ... sunny with dappled clouds ... and WINDY! I think it is just getting going, though. They are predicting winds of 40 mph this evening and gusts up to 50! Fortunately, the wind appears to be behind us so the geezer mobile should be aerodynamically situated to weather the weather with minimal shake, rattle and rolling.

    They have a little cafe here which gave off a tempting aroma when we checked in, so we have ordered a beef brisket dinner to be delivered to our site.
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  • Day81

    Carlsbad Caverns

    November 11, 2015 in the United States ⋅ ☀️ 59 °F

    Gordon was all excited to see Carlsbad Caverns. He can vaguely remember coming here as a child. We had decided that we should take the elevator down and up so we would be able to enjoy the walk through the caverns rather than proving how strong we are by hiking down the steep 1.5 mile path into the cave, and then back up the same even steeper path.

    But horrors! The elevator was busted! We had to walk down the steep path. We tried to make it all the way, but did not make it very far. But we did get far enough to see some stalactites, which made Gordon a happy camper.

    Heather always admires Gordon's gift for revisionist history. First, it was quite a little hike from the visitor's center to the cavern mouth. We started down the path into the cavern, so poorly lit it was impossible to see the walkway at times, and unsure how far was going to be the point of no return. We were SURE we were practically to the bottom where we could start enjoying the wonders of the cavern. Then we came upon a gentleman in a plaid shirt, camera hanging from his neck, taking a breather on his way up. Heather had the bad sense to ask him how much further it was. "Oh, quite a ways. You're about 1/4-1/3 of the way down. And it gets a lot steeper." WHAT?!? Well, Heather is glad Gordon is happy. The MOUTH of the cavern is truly awesome, and we are glad we got to see it.
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  • Day18

    Brantley Lake state park

    January 29, 2017 in the United States ⋅ ☀️ 61 °F

    Just outside of Carlsbad. Had a beautiful drive over the Sacramento mountains even saw snow and the ski area was open. Not too cold, 42. Then down into the desert again. Sorry no photos, I went grocery shopping and got back after dark. Tomorrow Carlsbad and some extra cave and land hikes. it is supposed to keep getting warmer so just might get in some lake time. View from my kitchenRead more

You might also know this place by the following names:

Eddy County, مقاطعة إدي, Еди, এডি কাউন্টি, Condado de Eddy, Eddy maakond, Eddy konderria, شهرستان ادی، نیومکزیکو, Comté d'Eddy, Eddy, okrug, Eddy megye, Էդի շրջան, Contea di Eddy, エディ郡, Eddy Kūn, Hrabstwo Eddy, ایڈی کاؤنٹی, Comitatul Eddy, Эдди, Округ Еди, Едді, ایڈی کاؤنٹی، نیو میکسیکو, Quận Eddy, Condado han Eddy, 埃迪縣

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