Day 61 - Radium Springs
I left Art in the border fairly early after making an adjustment to mysaddle. It had begun to sag a bit so after a few twists of the wrench I wasset, a nice taught saddle.
The road out of the El Paso surroundings is almost entirely Pecan farms.This time of the year the branches are bare, but I can only imagine what thefields must look like when they are in full bloom. At certain points alongthe rout the road narrows and the pecan trees create an archway over theroad. A pair of local cyclists told me that during the summer .months theytake their time going through these green tunnels.
Passing through the little town of Mesilla made me want to stop and Li gdr.Art galleries, cafes, restaurants and shops line the streets. It wasamazing to me how the architecture of everything changed so dramaticallywhen I hit New Mexico. Shops and homes all have that southwestern Adobestyle, light colors and flat roofs. I wonder why the roofs are flat?
The winds picked up throughout the day, as had been the case the last 3days. By early afternoon they were strong enough to I.pact my rude so Ifound shelter until late afternoon, hoping they would ease off as the daycooled. No such luck was had -- leaving me to grind away the final 16 milesto my first New Mexico state park.
The winds were whipping and it made for tough camp setup and cooking. Myattempts at homemade wind screens are failing me and I fear a commercial oneis in my near future.
As I lay down under a blanket of stars the challenges of getting to thispoint all seemed to fade away. Peace in the desert night is easy to find.
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