Attack point: Alamagordo, NM. We got to White Sands just after sunrise and hiked out to the dunes. That's the GORUCK truck out in the distance.
We got to Santa Fe and had dinner at the Shed, known for the best local food around; Our new friend (and waitress) chose the #10 with red and green chile sauce for us. She also talked to us all dinner about Santa Fe and things to do here. We couldn't break it to her that (like always) we were just passing through!
The most famous and most-photographed church in New Mexico, the San Francisco de Asis Mission Church in Taos, was being remudded when we visited. We also made a pilgrimage to Dennis Hopper’s grave mound, to pay our respects.
Taos was quite relaxing. Nestled far up in the mountains, cool summer nights set the scene. Our hostess invited us to a backyard opera (only in Taos?), wonderfully performed by students at the taos opera institute – the ambiance made complete by sheep running around and a gracious host who promised us the best rack …
We hit the long straight hot road out of Amarillo and climbed up and over the border through Logan, New Mexico. In the mountains before Angel Fire, on Joe's route to work, we blew a tire. Luckily we're tougher than rubber, so half an hour later we were back on the road.