Life goes on as I disappear down the rabbit hole, painting and helping where I can with the renovating. Sadly my post for our recent trip went into a stall. Perhaps because this part wasn’t quite as exciting -at least from a photographic point of view.
We left off making it out of Canyon de Chelly just as a rainstorm was moving in. We stopped to have dinner and planned to head to the next stop in New Mexico, but then…..
That rain we encountered in the canyon had turned to snow. It just kept getting thicker and sticking more and more. We were headed to some pretty high mountain passes over some iffy roads, so it seemed wise to head back to Chinle to spend another night and try a different route to Chaco Canyon the next day.
The dirt road into Chaco Canyon. We didn’t even dare get out of the Jeep because the road had turned to the soupy sort of mud that sticks to everything. We did try to go a short distance, but once the car started to fishtail going up a small incline, we decided to leave this stop for another time.
Not a bad move since dinner in Albuquerque (otherwise known as ABQ) turned out to be scrumptious at El Pinto.
Eric’s dish with a bite out of the Chile Releno. He’s raved about the New Mexico cuisine and I really liked that they don’t bury everything in cheese.
Nearing sunset, we headed up to check out the Sandia peaks as the sun and the clouds played hide and seek.
It was getting pretty dark, but I was thrilled to catch my first shot of a female mountain bluebird. I had to wait until later in the trip to catch the male in his pretty blue finery.
Breakfast the next morning was amazing at the Flying Star Cafe. I couldn’t resist this fruit tart…
followed by a Morning Sunday. This was such a relief from the often heavy meals that are mostly available on the road.
Eric had a slightly more hearty breakfast burrito.
To be continued (hopefully).
Because the greatest part of a road trip isn’t arriving at your destination. It’s all the wild stuff that happens along the way.
― Emma Chase,