Taos (which rhymes with mouse)
Trip Start Jun 06, 2011
52Trip End May 22, 2012
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KK: Set off for Taos (which rhymes with mouse) which was a fair old drive into New Mexico. Thousands upon thousands of dead trees as we wound up into the mountains. Pine beetles apparently. It is a big problem all over the States but this is the most extensive we have seen. Tree skeletons as far as the eye can see. Eerie.
LK: In case anyone was wondering, my bite has healed up nicely, thank you. Scattered isolated dwellings gave off a lawless feel, interspersed with ley-line seeking hippy communities, who do a tidy line in eco-houses partially built into the earth. Dust devils whipped up in the barren fields. We crossed the Rio Grande. We didn't sing Fernando.
KK: Taos (which rhymes with mouse) is delightful with flat roofed adobe style buildings with rounded corners
LK: Taking advantage of being able to stroll into town, we looked around lots of fascinating shops, galleries, architecture. You can tell why Taos (which rhymes with mouse) is an artists’ community; the surroundings, the mountains and the light all help to promote creativity. We encouraged our creative vibe in our traditional way (cold pints on a sunny balcony at El Camino, with just as delicious pints of iced water).
Sunday 10 July
KK: We drove out to those eco houses we saw in the desert. Nobody was about at the visitor centre so we took pictures of a place that looked liked it was made of tin cans and bottle tops. Presumably the furniture was assembled from their own bodily matter. But we’ll never know
LK: After a splendid lunch at the Taos (which rhymes with mouse) Diner, we really thought we should go to the Annual Taos (which rhymes with mouse) Pueblo Pow Wow. The woman on reception helped us make up our minds and ten minutes later we were getting out of the car in an arid field, drawn towards the primeval drumming emanating from the sacred circle.
KK: Native Americans gather from far and wide to drum, sing and dance around the sacred circle and they let us murderous filthy liars in our devilish white skin in for $10. Loved seeing people in traditional gear, with headdress and feathers, with designer sunglasses and I-pods. At first the drumming and the singing sound simplistic and repetitive but when a group struck up near us it was bewitching. The harmonies on the singing and the intricacy of the synchronised beat was brilliant.
LK: (Pleasant child alert...) A young girl awarded me a Taos (which rhymes with mouse) Pueblo Tribal Police “Click It or Ticket” sticker so I could be her buddy. KK gave away his raffle ticket as we left before the end of the proceedings, crackling dry and overheating in our devilish white skins. It had been an enriching experience.