Avoiding the interstate, driving a leisurely 55mph on empty roads across blond plains between lumpy mountains and then a swoopy 35mph up those mountains.
The Gila hot springs campground, but not it’s 16F mornings.
The surprisingly meaningful and impressive 800 year old Gila Cliff Dwellings.
Walking barefoot on the dunes at White Sands at sunset, and even spotting a camel.
Pushing my endurance and skill on two very rocky and steep mountain bike rides.
The Lundeen Inn of the Arts in Las Cruces, where I absorbed the good vibes of the Georgia O’Keefe room and did not, to my friendly host’s surprise, notice the lack of a bidet.
