A Memorable Return To Taos New Mexico With Green Salsa

Microsoft OneDrive Memories of this Day which I remember fondly. But, the month was October, not September. I think the year was 1997. Maybe 1998.

What I do remember is this was the last long roadtrip I have tripped on. And boated on.

Houseboating on Lake Powell, followed by taking the Moki Dugway to Mexican Hat and Monument Valley. Then Moab for some mountain biking and hiking. Then Durango and Silverton before making it to Taos, New Mexico. After Taos it was south to Alamogordo. Then west to Bisbee and Tombstone, Arizona. Ending up that day in Yuma, going to Algodones, Mexico the following day. Then north to Las Vegas, staying in Luxor. From Vegas it was north, with a night in Tonopah, or was it Hawthorne? Then a couple days in Reno, before the final leg back to Washington.

I liked everything about Taos. The town square at night seemed like Disneyland at night, to me. Outdoor eating venues, beautiful lighting, lots of people, music.

And then there was bike riding all over Taos, including to the north end of town, to the Taos Pueblo. The Taos Pueblo smelled so good. I think the predominant fragrance was sage. And Indian Fry Bread.

Just about the best Mexican food I have ever enjoyed was at a Taos restaurant called Fred's. Odd name for a Mexican restaurant. The New Mexican version of Mexican food is different than the American Mexican food norm. Or Tex-Mex. There is always green salsa at a New Mexican Mexican restaurant.

And Hatch Chiles always factor into New Mexican Mexican food.

Taos is one of the locations I have enjoyed which I would like to return to. Perhaps I will do that one day soon...

The Queen Of Wink Is Tempting Me To Fly To Midland & Drive To Taos

To the left you are looking at the Lumina Sculpture Garden, near the Mabel Dodge home, in Taos, New Mexico.

Taos is one of my favorite places I have ever visited. The Taos Pueblo, alone, would have made this one of my favorite places I have ever visited. Add the actual Taos town to the Taos Pueblo and you have a magical location on the planet.

I have only been to Taos once. A planned one day stay turned in to three, because I was having myself such a mighty fine time.

Last night I got myself a very tempting invitation from the Queen of Wink to fly to Midland, where the Queen would meet me and then we'd proceed to take a Roadtrip to Taos.

It is widely known that there are few things I like better than a Durango Roadtrip.

Hence the feeling tempted.

The Queen of Wink is planning on roughing it in her personal version of an RV. Electricity will be required to run the essentially needed Keurig coffee maker.

Apparently a lack of water has the bears in the Taos zone a bit riled up and aggressively visiting potential sources of that which they need.

My one and only time in Taos I stayed at a motel about a block south of the Taos downtown. It has been at least 2 decades since I have camped.

The closest I have come to camping in the past 2 decades were two Lake Powell Houseboat floats. The houseboats have beds with thin mattresses, but that still felt like roughing it.

I just remembered. I have gone camping since I have been in Texas. There was a weekend at my former Texas abode where I felt the need to escape. So, I drove to Dinosaur Valley State Park and camped for 3 or 4 days. I had a thick mattress on the floor of the van, so I had none of the aching experiences I had on a Lake Powell Houseboat or the last time I went tent camping. That being at Alta State Park in Eastern Washington, where I learned I was no longer able to sleep on the ground with only a sleeping bag as a cushion.

Now, I am off to see if there are any planes available flying to Midland.....