The ride up from Texas was hot. North from Sweetwater was lovely with dotted with mesas and lovely wind farms. I don't know why people get so up in arms about the wind mills. They are so beautiful. Thousands of them for miles and miles turning lazily in the wind. But then as you get further north into the plains, the roads get straight and the wind gets rank with the smell of natural gas from the pump jacks. Lubbock is nothing to speak of expect a welcome place to stay the night. Watching the thunderstorm roll in was beautiful, I was thankful I didn't have to ride in it. Unfortunately my pictures of the wind farms did not turn out.
Crossing the NM line was uneventful. No sign marking the event. I was hoping for a cute picture depicting the "LAND OF ENCHANTMENT". No such luck. Just a railroad crossing and a bad road. Clovis, NM is a city of horrible roads.
Route 66, the Mother of all Roads is now known as I40. I wanted to get a sticker for my bike but no such luck. Just another interstate with the same old chain stores.
The wind was a bitch coming up 84 to Sante Fe. Thankfully not many people on the road. Not much to look at either though. Mountains in the distance.
Sante Fe has to be the most beautiful city I have ever seen. I am not kidding. I am in love with it. GORGEOUS. Margaret, my friend is the most perfect tour guide.
I have been on a shopping expedition all afternoon. Rested to the max. Feasted on the most excellent New Mexican food and Margaritas. I don't know if I can leave!!!
I have been to the Sanctuario de Chimayo and to El Paragua in Espanola. I have toured the St. Francis Cathedral and the Loretto Chapel. I have shopped in the Square and the galleries of Sante Fe and viewed the trikes and bikes of same. It was glorious. I have stayed in the most glorious home ever built in the mountains near the Opera of Sante Fe.
Anyway, I leave tomorrow for Pagosa Springs, CO, if I can tear myself away from such luxury and hospitality.
Stay tuned....
MotorcycleBelle
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