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    • Day122

      Route 66

      October 25, 2019 in the United States ⋅ ☀️ 9 °C

      Was für ein Anblick, blauer Himmel, Sonnenschein und Schnee. Am Morgen 1°C und in New Mexico bis zu 16°C 😎!
      Auf der Route 66 ging es weiter bis nach Moriarty.
      Highlights: Cadillac Ranch und das Blue HoleRead more

      Traveler

      So cool, Hammermässig!!

      10/26/19Reply
      Traveler

      Sieht schon cool aus! 😃

      10/27/19Reply
      Traveler

      Haben dich gefunden! 🧐

      10/27/19Reply
      Traveler

      Was markieren die Bojen dort oder sind die Deko?

      10/27/19Reply
       
    • Day5

      Day 3 : The Mighty Ducks

      May 31, 2016 in the United States ⋅ ⛅ 21 °C

      My head hurts.

      Being a moderately organised bunch, before coming over here we held a series of planning meetings to determine a rough outline of the distance/activities we hoped to achieve each day. These meetings, much like most occasions the four of us meet up, commonly began with structured conversation, examining of maps and Googling of ideas until we all decided we deserved a beer or ten, at which point they evolved into the standard fun drinky-times to which we've become habitually accustomed. It is likely a result of this that the plan for Day 3, on which we were to reach Albe-quack-e, read simply 'get wankered'.

      I love it when a plan comes together.

      First, however, there was the journey. From Farmington to Albyqerkey we took a combination of highways and Route 66, stopping only once at a place for which there'd been circa twenty-odd billboards, each extolling and proclaiming the place to be on par with the second coming of Christ, if the big JC were to confound religious scholars around the world and make his comeback in the form of a roadside attraction. It turned out to be a gift shop.

      I bought some fridge magnets for the metallic side of my fridge and we continued onwards and Eastwards. Arriving in central Albeequirky at a sensible hour we went for a stroll and had a rest for a few hours. At around 7pm, the evening began.

      From this point onwards, events will be presented to the best of my recollection. There will be inaccuracies, half-truths and massive, gaping holes comparable with albeit only metaphorically analogous with those described in Days One and Two.

      Before leaving our rooms, we each indulged in a few fingers of moonshine. We'd never had moonshine before and likely wouldn't again had we not purchased an enormous jar of the deadly, 100% proof, 50% ABV chemicular concoction from Walmart that our commitment to value and aversion to waste precludes us from pouring away. It was cherry flavour, but you wouldn't have known by tasting it.

      From there we decided to go eat, but intelligently decided to have a drink on the way. We stopped at a restaurant and sat at the bar where a lone US army veteran was celebrating Memorial Day sipping a non-alcoholic lager. He offered to buy us all a drink; we declined in that polite, English, 'Hugh Grant' way Americans like to comment on, but bought our own drinks and sat down for a chat with the guy. He told us stories that were interesting and I thought would later be memorable, but are unfortunate victims of the aforementioned memory leakage.

      We went to a Pizza place and shared a massive pizza. Woody and Luke met a nice guy in the toilets and after brief three-way intercourse invited him back to our table. He turned out to be a stand-up comic and a stand-up guy; a pun I shared with him, to which he responded that I should be the one doing stand-up. I agreed, and told him I'd do his stand-up and he could do my 'sit-down'. He totally ROTFLOL-d at this and said I should have my own Seinfeld-type show.

      After food we went next door and watched the guy and several other comics perform at an open-mic night. They varied in quality but we're mostly pretty good, partially as we'd opted to sit at a table right at the very front and loudly announced our Englishness, enabling the performers to chuck out 'British' jokes at our expense. When the show was over the M/C told us the afterparty was heading to another bar a couple of blocks away.

      En route to the afterparty we went to another bar called 'The Library'. It was here that the booze began to most significantly floweth. We chatted to folk, drank alien-themed beer, had a photo taken with some dude for reasons I don't recall (see attached) and the barmaid was wearing a rather fetching (very short) tartan skirt.

      We left as the place was closing, or the place closed because we left, and headed to the comedy afterparty. We resumed our roles as the token British and chatted with some of the comics whilst continuing to consume significant quantities of beer/spirits/drain-cleaner. Somebody tried to explain the different way Americans calculate alcohol content which means their produce is stronger than it looks, but I wasn't in a state to comprehend and I'm sure Woody can explain it better. I'm not sure when we left, but since we're no-longer there I can accurately state that we did.

      ERROR: Next memory not found.

      Sometime later we were in a different bar and met some Mexicans. As that bar closed they told us they knew another place that wasn't closing. They did and we went there.

      The remainder of the night is like a sickly, swirly montage. There was beer, ATM withdrawals, cigarettes, jumper cables, disco lights under a bridge, shots, but a notable lack of looking at watches. We departed for the ten minute walk back to the motel at what we figured was probably 1am, but got back at just gone 4. Luke ran back for some stupid reason and had a brief kip on the concrete like, literally, three feet from his bed.

      So concludeth Day 3/early Day 4. Does it say something that the longest 'travel blog' entry so far is basically describing a night out that could have happened anywhere? Maybe...I can't really think about that at the moment since, per the above, my head hurts.
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    • Day11

      Day 10 Morarity, NM - Santa Rosa, NM

      June 5, 2019 in the United States ⋅ ⛅ 46 °F

      Day 10 Moriarty, NM - Santa Rosa, NM
      Miles -124 (with 30 mph tail wind)
      Leeping deer along the highway - 8
      Flat tires - 2 - Neil on his bike and screw found in tire of Pathfinder

      Unbelievable, my alarm woke me up. Normally, my body clock wakes me up, but not this morning. We still had plenty of time to repack and get our luggage out by the truck in time for Glenn to load stuff up.

      For breakfast, we went to Lisa's Cafe at a local truck stock. The Tomba car had a nail in its tire, so this was a "flat tire" waiting to happen. They were at the tire repair shop at 7am as they opened up for the repair.

      The cyclists were able to get to ready and leave after a good breakfast and then they were on their way. It was a change of plans instead of cycling onto Hiway 40, they would cycle south and then east and then north east back to Santa Rosa. The road did not have a lot of heavy traffic. Then when they turned the corner, they were "flying" with a tail wind. It was very very windy.

      When we were just 10 minutes away from the hotel, Neal had a flat tire. I texted my dad and sent a photo that said "flat". And 5 minutes later, he said that he went to Google earth and said he saw a church with a red roof and that was the same one as in my photo I texted to him.

      About 20 minutes down the road, Jeff got a phone call that said there was a wallet with money and credit card left in the room. At first we were told to continue on, then we were told to turn around and go back. So, that's what we did. But we were able to go the speed limit. We got back to the hotel and picked up the wallet, then sped down the 2 lane road to catch up with the cyclists.

      Glenn couldn't find one of his bungee cord, so we made do with what we had. And all of a sudden when we passed an 18 wheeler, something comes flying out of the windshield. Glenn immediately stopped and he realized it was 2 of Wes's gloves that had slid through the top of the front bucket. We strolled along the Hiway and found the 2 gloves. Then as we drove closer to catch up with everyone, all of a sudden the lid flew off. Yickes. Glenn corrected that, and he then stole a bungee cord from Jeff's sleeping bag for his blue box.

      Everyone kinda made sandwiches at 11am at the "pit stop". I didn't eat any thing. It was very very windy at this location, which was near a windmill farm. Huge white windmills blowing.

      I feel asleep for 45 minutes as we headed eastward. We made pit stop at the local grocery gas station. Then we continued on.

      Because it was so windy, the guys were making 20-30 mph. They were flying. And also we arrived in our hotel room at 4pm instead of 8pm. There was a hamburger event at the Santa Rosa town square - so we joined along. It was a promotion to make families and children aware of nutritions and to make better choices in their food and diet. We talked with several folks. Neil was able to talk and visit with a gal named Sarah. I believe she is in charge of this state wide funded program. I didn't hear the conversation, because Glenn and I were watching the bikes. Sure don't what them stollen.

      After checking into the hotel and getting our room assignment, we went to the grocery store and to fill up our tank. We got some food for the bikers, plus we got some call from Neal that he needed some medication. There was no pharmacy in this small town grocery store, but we did find one thing he wanted. We also did a letterbox. One was located at the library, which was under the book drop off. Glenn and I returned the magnetic letterbox.

      We had dinner with Jeff and Wes down the street. Now to rest up for tomorrow's day.
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    • Day17

      Last day of balloons

      October 14, 2019 in the United States ⋅ ☀️ 18 °C

      The first photo is Dawn Patrol. The rest are of the mass ascension. I am just trying to give you some idea of how a sky full of balloons look. The pictures just don't do it justice. We got a late start leaving Balloon Fiesta Park. Our friends, John and Denise, could not get their levelers to retract. Problem solved and we are on our way to Amarillo, TX to spend the night. We should arrive around 9:30.Read more

    • Day160

      Sierra brewing Moriarty, new mexico

      September 10, 2022 in the United States ⋅ 🌧 75 °F

      Arrived here and sitting outside in 78 degree weather. Of course trying some beers and enjoying their nicely designed beer garden

      Loved their beers,. Went back to trailer during thunderstorm with a six pack of their Sunchaser. Nice people pulled 2 from frig and replaced two in room temp pack.

      Getting chilly. Two other trailers here tonight. Just checked that furnace working
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    • Day2

      Where are we?

      October 23, 2022 in the United States ⋅ ⛅ 52 °F

      Zia RV Park! Whew! What a windy driving day! Got off the interstate just in time to set up before the rain hit and before dark.

      What do you do when you have no entertainment? Well you make salsa with the tomatoes you picked from your Roma plant before you left home! Don says it is delish!!Read more

    You might also know this place by the following names:

    Torrance County, مقاطعة تورانس, Торънс, টোরেন্স কাউন্টি, Condado de Torrance, Torrance konderria, شهرستان تارنس، نیومکزیکو, Comté de Torrance, Torrance, okrug, Torrance megye, Թորենս շրջան, Contea di Torrance, トランス郡, 토런스 군, Torrance Kūn, Hrabstwo Torrance, ٹورینس کاؤنٹی, Comitatul Torrance, Торренс, Округ Торанс, ٹورنس کاؤنٹی، نیو میکسیکو, Quận Torrance, Condado han Torrance, 托蘭斯縣

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