Graffiti at the Old Corral

The public lands around here have a variety of shared use corrals, most of which are decorated with graffiti. Some of the graffiti is excellent; other looks like I did it.

I was near a corral that had a few crumbled adobe buildings. I don't know what the buildings were used for ... possibly some administrative buildings early last century. The buildings attracted graffiti artists and the graffiti attracted me.

I really like the anonymous contributions graffiti artists make. Contributing without any expectation for wide recognition or payments is the highest form of social engagement.

And thus, I guess according to many, un-American.

Путин смотрит, как ты смотришь на меня

Join Us RV-ing

Sure, we could have flown to Florida. Flying is fast and you arrive rested. And for two people, it's cheaper than driving.

But then we would have missed all the beautiful scenery you just can't see from the sky. So we RV'ed.

Enjoy the scenery from our return trip to New Mexico.

We started out getting a flat tire, but after a few hours and some very nice people,
we began our journey out of the Sunshine State.

I-75 took us north for three hours

And then we headed west on I-10 across the Florida Panhandle

Then Panhandle has swamps and hummocks they call hills
(or mountains). The highest point in Florida is near here,
rising nearly 150 feet above sea level.

The next day we entered Alabama and crossed Mobile Bay

Mobile is one of the few cities we passed through on this trip.
Here we are in beautiful downtown Mobile.

Now I-10 brings us to Mississippi.
OOOHHH, blue sky !!

And on to Louisiana, where we spent about an hour on this bridge crossing a swamp

Still crossing a swamp, this time on a small levee.

We stopped to enjoy the view of the Mississippi River.
Actually, we stopped to pee.

Some cannons still in use after 150 years of the War Between the States.

Back on the road, more scenery.

Here I am enjoying the trip.

Cyndi is too short to both reach the pedals and to see over the dash, so I do all the driving.
Cyndi does all the navigating.
Not a lot of navigating to do when you are on the same road for 16 hours.

My enjoyment center.

Back on the road, it's time to start looking for an RV stop.

Day 3 and we start heading north again on I-49.

It's still sunny, so we must still be in Louisiana

Getting cloudy. Getting near Texas.

This sort of looks like Texas I-20 heading west.

Cyndi navigated us into a road construction traffic jam in Fort Worth
A bit more than an hour to go a bit less than 2 miles.
I didn't get any pictures as I was too busy smiling at all the frustrated drivers flipping off this stupid New Mexico tourist
But we got through it and now are on US 287 heading north again.

End of day 3, time for another RV camp

Day 4 begins with us continuing on US 287 towards Amarillo thru west Texas.

I once spent two weeks in Fort Worth and I expressed my doubts about Texas scenery to a local.
He agreed that East Texas kind of sucked but insisted that West Texas was awesome.

Hmmm, this is West Texas, right?

No, this really is a different picture from the one above.
About 60 miles down the road.

Another 60 miles.

Another 60

Yep, another 60

I think we might almost be out of Texas.

Oh, look!
That might be a hill !!

It is !!!
We might be in New Mexico

Mesas. We must be in New Mexico.

Oh shit ... snow.
Yeah, we are in New Mexico

Crap

We finally get to US-285 and head north towards Santa Fe

Well, at least the sun came out before we got home.

So after 4 days we arrived home and quickly unloaded the RV and then I drank half a bottle of sake because I couldn't find anything stronger in the house.

After 3 days and lots of stretching, about 500 push-ups, 400 sit-ups and walking about 25 miles, the knots in my neck and shoulder and cramps in my legs are easing up. I might even get a normal night's sleep tonight.

Which is a good thing, because now I'm out of sake.