It's 650 miles to the mountains, we've got a full tank of diesel, two Fuente cigars, it's bright, and we're wearing sunglasses.
We really enjoy road trips, and this year we headed to Taos for a bit of hiking and camping with a stop in Santa Fe to visit some friends. Gauges full installed and communicating clearly. It's taken a while to get accustomed to their new positions:
I know it's a windshield photo, but as you leave Cline's Corner heading north on 285, this is your first view of the Sangre de Cristos. For a flatlander from Texas, this is why we made the trip.
Neat caboose at their railyard park:
Some folks at the Farmers Market recommended the Atalaya trail as a good day hike. Dallas elevation is about 550', while the Atalaya tops out around 9,000. We were huffing and puffing, but it's exactly what we needed to rapidly acclimate.
We took the high road to Taos through Las Vegas and the southern part of Carson National Forest. Looked for a fellow suburban owner, but I think I was in the wrong town...
Obligatory...
Then, it was 10 days in the Questa Ranger District. There was still a lot of snow at the higher elevations, which made for knee deep water crossings (12 of them), and snow drifts large enough that trails above 11K were greatly obscured. We rerouted away from some of the peaks to a meadow and spent a couple of days. We day hiked from there to some of the ridges and alpine lakes, and descended. June is just a bit too early for the route we originally planned.
Sobering, there was a death on the mountain while we were there - someone ascended too late, got caught in the lightning, rushed to descend, fell and drowned in the high water.
https://vimeo.com/135625361
Round trip: 1671 miles, 14.5MPG at 65-70MPH at 2100-2200RPM. Engine ran like a top.
Other highlights - the gauges have been a great addition, the front driveshaft never turned, I need to install more sound deadener, the idle screw on the injector pump disappeared somewhere along the line and I had to reset idle using my Lokar throttle cable in the motel parking lot, and we saw a woman talking to her Parakeet like it was a child.
What a great trip.
David