November 7from Santa Rosa New Mexico. The cities are just whizzing by and so is the 66er.

We had a real treat today. Yup, we drove on the original road which is red dirt and the mh is now red dust. Several bridges had to be attempted and the gross weight the bridge could hold was 8 tons—so, I made Marg walk across and she met me on the other side so dust would not get in her face. Driving the 66er is at least a whole year’s drive that should be started in Chicago mid August to beat the cold. Today was shorts weather! We had another gorgeous sunset. The ground is so flat and so this area is a sunset paradise.

A ranch was on the itinerary this morning. This is a rare ranch. Your job is to guess what type of car is in the picture which is a ranch of cars!

Albuquerque is on the map for tomorrow and then there are not many big cities or towns until we reach Arizona. Now, can you guess what activity has put Albuquerque on the map internationally?

The Rio Grande River has to be forded west of Albukirky—that is easier to spell. How do you think this town name is pronounced—Thoreau; yep, named after that famous guy. Are you ready? You get a choice: Thru or Thuh roo.

Cacti are afoot. There is a juniper tree (bush) that makes me feel the fields are full of cattle when the field is full of the juniper. One of the cacti is the source of that squished diamond shaped looking branch that is used for decoration on frames and in gardens.

Some of the campsites have small restaurants and so we dined out tonight. Last night’s site did not but advertised no Interstate noise. There was no interstate noise. Half a block down the road was a 5 lane road, a short hop away was an airport that launched jets and down the street the other was a train line.

You do not want to hear about how our sewer line went in the ground and then promptly spewed up out of the drain—a gusher! A nice guy called Tim came over to help us and did so in a quick and efficient manner. Gee, is it possible that fellers named Tim are good guys.

Cheers.