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... fuel, no towns, NOTHING. We head out. About ten miles into the trip, I realize that we didn't fill up with fuel before we left. We had half a tank...and I thought we would have enough to make the trip. I also had ten gallons of fuel in Jerry cans in the bed, which buy me another 200 miles....so I knew we were fine. We press on.
It is a long way to the dwellings. Most of the road has a speed limit of 45 mph, and it's curvy as ...
... we head to the Gila Cliff Dwellings. Laurie has looked forward to this...so she's excited! More tomorrow!
Quote of the day- “Travel makes one modest. You see what a tiny place you occupy in the world.” - Flaubert Note: In the West Texas desert, you feel tiny indeed.
Song of the day- Free and easy down the road I go- Dierks Bentley
... from all over the world, out on the trail. They
are a hardy group who carry all their comfort with them. Rain or
shine they must get up and go.
For more on the trail, start here:
One interesting pair we met and will be
following via their blog is Sara and Forrest. They seem to have the
moxie to make it the whole way and probably ahead of their schedule.
Follow them ...
... I have seen them is in this area with Scott and Terry Scholes on one of our bike trips. At that venture they ran right between our bikes.
We started out late because the higher altitude temps convinced us to huddle in our bags too long. Then we met Doug from a camp down the hill. He was escorted in late last night. I think he'd been sitting by his tent hoping we'd soon get out. As soon as Scott exited our cocoon he ...
... here is that the Mimbres River supplies water from the north of the town for all the farming and then it goes underground or vanishes and does not reappear until it comes out as a lake in the Mexican state of Chihuahua. That was the sister city on the border when we had left Big Bend National Park. When we left Deming heading north we saw about ten little sandstorms and one was big. The sand was blowing like a tornado but it did not reach our ...