10/24/2004: Trains, Ancient Pueblo, Gorges: Another day of driving through mountain views.
We dawdled enough getting out of our motel room that the ice completely melted off of our car. Karen named the streams from the ice melting on the motel roof the "Branding Iron Falls" after the Motel.
We went slightly into town to look at the rail yard. It is closed for the season, but they had some interesting cars on the tracks, including a mostly stripped down engine. In the summer, they run a passenger train along the narrow gage track through the nearby mountains.
Today, we headed homeward by way of the Santa Fe trail, also known as U.S. 64. We stopped just before Taos to hike around and admire the Rio Grande Gorge Bridge. At a few hundred feet, it's the smallest gorge on which we've feasted this trip.
We went up to the Taos Pueblo, the oldest, continuously occupied buildings in the U.S. One structure has survived and been lived in for about a thousand years. We paid for the 2 of us and also for my camera to get in, and took a tour.
After that, we ate at a little place just outside the Pueblo but still in the reservation. Good fry bread! The buffalo burger was okay, but the Pueblo stew was very good.
Anyway, we zipped through Taos proper to try to make some miles homeward.
Someday, we'll shop this artist's colony. We had beautiful weather winding our way out of the mountains. I took too many pictures of mostly more of the same. I've passed 10,000 shots with my "new" camera!
We got to the I-25 jog, and stopped in Raton, NM for the night. This town has both live and dead samples of some old, 1950's motels. But we stayed in the Best Western. It may have predated the Interstate, but not by much. They offered WiFi. It seemed to work for about 5 minutes, and went away. Oh, well.
The room is very nice, and Karen wanted me to add that the attached restaurant had the best minestrone! We didn't have enough appetite to try their "awesome" prime rib ($1 an oz.) or fabulous looking desserts. Too bad!