Sunday, September 18, 2011

New Mexico History- Apache Battleground

I love history.  Growing up in Michigan I spent countless hours pouring over Michigan history.  It is fascinating to me!  I have started doing the same with New Mexico.  During Thrill On The Hill our trail leader, Chris Adam, took us on a historical run near Ruidoso and Cloudcroft, NM.  Chris is an archaeologist with the State of New Mexico and one of the most fascinating people you will ever speak with.

One of our stops was an Apache Battleground near the area where Captain Stanton was killed.  This drives my husband nuts but I LOVE stopping and reading the historical markers around New Mexico.  I usually try to photograph them and the area.  As luck would have it after I took a picture of the marker I jumped back into the FJ Cruiser and realized I forgot to take a picture of the area.

This marker can be found on US-82 and NM-130 IN Mayhill, NM.  If you get the chance to go please stop to the Mayhill Cafe. SSSOOOO GOOODDD!!!!!

APACHE BATTLEGROUND: In this immediate vicinity, Captain Henry W. Stanton of the U.S. Army, for whom Fort Stanton was named, lost his life in 1855 in a skirmish with the Mescalero Apaches.  For several weeks, soldiers commanded by Stanton and Captain Richard E. Ewell, were in pursuit of Indians who had stolen livestock from the Pecos River area south of Anton Chiro.  In the final confrontation lives were lost on both sides. 


Wonderful article!!!  

TRAIL TALES: The Legend of Capt. Stanton

By Ollie Reed Jr.
Albuquerque Tribune Reporter

MAYHILL - There's just one sentence on the sign, less than 40 words. Unless you're looking for it, you might not even notice the marker, and on this day, a tranquil, golden Sunday morning earlier this month, it's all but hidden by the tractor-trailer rig nosed up to within a few feet of it.
Apache Battleground
In this immediate vicinity, Captain Henry W. Stanton of the U.S. Army, for whom Fort Stanton was named, lost his life in 1855 in a skirmish with the Mescalero Apaches.

The immediate vicinity referred to in the sign is the area around Mayhill, a tiny farming and ranching community and outdoor recreation center center 28 miles east of Alamogordo. Mayhill was settled in the 1880s and is in the lap of the thickly wooded Sacramento Mountains.
The sign, one of those historic markers scattered around the state, is just across Mayhill's main street, also known as U.S. 82, from the Mayhill Phillips 66 service station and food mart, just east of the Mayhill Cafe and and just west of the Mayhill Baptist Church.
One sign, one sentence, less than 40 words, just a roadside footnote.
And yet the event snared between those few lines is as action-packed, heart-pounding and blood-curdling, as violent, courageous and frightening as any scene director John Ford filmed in his epic movies about battles between the U.S. Cavalry and American Indians.
Capt. Stanton must have been surprised to see Indians bolt from the lodges as he and his men trotted their horses into the Sacramento Mountain ravine on the afternoon of Jan. 19, 1855.
For several weeks, 24 dragoons, or mounted soldiers, and 50 infantrymen commanded by Stanton and another 80 men commanded by Capt. Richard S. Ewell, had been after Indians, presumably Mescalero Apaches, who had stolen livestock from the Pecos River area south of Anton Chico.
Ewell, who would later gain fame and lose a leg as a Confederate general during the Civil War, set off on his pursuit of the Indians from Anton Chico, located in the northwest corner of what is now Guadalupe County. Stanton's force moved out from Fort Fillmore, which was six miles south of Las Cruces. The two columns met on Jan. 13, 1855, at Sierra Blanca, also known as Old Baldy, the snow-topped peak seven miles northwest of Ruidoso.
From there, the combined force followed its quarry's trail south toward the Sacramento Mountains. The chasing was tough through that rugged, winter-cold mountain country. But the catching up was worse as indicated by this diary entry, written by James A. Bennett, a soldier in Capt. Ewell's G Company.
Jan. 18 - Camped in a ravine. High rocks are upon both sides. 11 o'clock at night, a dozen rifles cracked and a score of arrows came flying into our camp. The dry grass was set on fire around us. Our horses stampeded, running in all directions. With a great deal of trouble we got them together.
At dawn on Jan. 19, the soldiers found 100 Mescalero warriors taunting them from the side of a mountain. The dragoons mounted up and a running fight lasted throughout the day.
That afternoon, several Mescalero lodges were seen 500 yards up a valley. Stanton and a squad of his men set off to investigate.
Despite the brazen behavior displayed by the Indians up to that point, Stanton probably didn't expect to find any of them lounging around inside dwellings so close to the fighting.
But when several Mescaleros darted from the lodges and plunged into the pi§on, juniper and ponderosa pine along the ravine, Stanton put the spurs to his horse and went lickety brindle after the Indians.
Better mounted than his men, Stanton soon outdistanced them and had to wait for his squad to catch up. By that time the trail was cold, so Stanton ordered his men back to camp. They walked, leading their lathered horses through a narrow valley now known as James Canyon.
A bullet from the first volley hit one of Stanton's men in the head, killing him instantly. The soldiers had walked into an ambush at a place where trees lined both sides of the valley.
At first, Stanton told his men to take cover behind the timber, but when he realized the Mescaleros had the advantage in number and position, he ordered the soldiers to ride for camp, which was only three-quarters of a mile away.
The brave Stanton and an equally courageous private stayed behind to cover the retreat. Stanton was reloading his carbine when he was killed by a shot through the head. The private was surrounded by the Mescaleros and killed by their lances.
Meanwhile, Ewell, alerted by the shooting, sent a squad of men racing to the scene. There, after a fierce 20-minute firefight, the soldiers drove off the Mescaleros.
Three months later, a Mexican boy, who had been a prisoner of the Apaches during this fight, told Bennett a chief and 11 or 12 other Indians had been killed during the skirmishing in the Sacramentos.
But the soldiers were unsure of how much damage they had inflicted on the enemy when they brought the bodies of Stanton and his two men back to camp on Jan. 19.
That evening, Bennett, on guard alone on the camp's perimeter, could hear the spades and pickaxes hitting stone as other soldiers dug graves. It was a long, nervous night for Bennett, as he records in his journal.
Jan. 19 - I was lying alone upon a blanket, waiting and watching anxiously the approach of the foe. I heard the noise of something coming very stealthily through the bushes. The dry leaves rattled. My nerves were at their utmost tension, when I was pleased to discover the intruder to be a large, white mountain wolf, easily frightened off. No Indians were to be seen in the morning.
The troops burned fires over the graves in an effort to conceal them from the Apaches, intending to come back for the bodies later.
After several days of fruitlessly pursuing the Mescaleros through the snow and ice-encrusted mountains, the soldiers, short on provisions, most of which had been lost while crossing a stream, turned back.
On Jan. 23, they reached the spot where they had buried Stanton and his two men. Indians had discovered the graves, dug up the bodies and made off with the blankets that had been wrapped around the corpses. Wolves, ravens and buzzards had been feeding on the men's remains.
"Revolting sight," Bennett noted at the time.
The soldiers built a fire and put the men's bodies on it. When what was left of flesh and sinew had been burned away, they packed up the charred bones and retreated from the mountains. On Feb. 2, 1855, they reached Fort Fillmore.
Facing the Mescaleros and enduring the harshness of the frigid mountains had been easy compared to telling Stanton's wife what had happened. For an hour after the troops returned to the fort, she stood at her front door, waiting for her husband until a soldier finally found the courage to inform her of his death.
On Feb. 3, the bones of Stanton and the two slain privates were buried at the fort with full military honors.
By the summer of 1855, construction of a fort named in Stanton's memory was underway. Henry Whiting Stanton was born into the military life in 1823. His father, a Vermont native also named Henry, served in the artillery during the War of 1812, and the elder Stanton's work in the quartermaster department during the Mexican War earned him promotion to brigadier general.
Gen. John Garland, who commanded the military in New Mexico in 1855, also was a Vermont native and a veteran of the War of 1812. He knew both Henry Stanton, the father, and Henry Stanton, the son.
When Garland determined to build a fort in the heart of Mescalero country, he suggested that it be named Fort Stanton, in honor of the dead son and - no doubt - in sympathy for the father, who was still living.
Several sites were considered before a location four miles southeast of Capitan was settled on in the spring of 1855. Bennett marked the occasion in his diary.
March 19 - General John Garland selected the site for the fort today. The officers all got drunk.
The fort has proven to be a colorful, useful and long-lasting monument to a soldier whose name would have otherwise been lost to history.
With the exception of a brief period during the Civil War, when it was abandoned by Union troops and occupied by Confederate soldiers, Fort Stanton served as a U.S. Army post from its founding in 1855 until 1896.
Col. Christopher "Kit" Carson of the New Mexico Volunteers operated his campaign against the Mescaleros out of Fort Stanton in 1862 and 1863.
New Mexico Territorial Gov. Lew Wallace is said to have written part of his famous historical novel "Ben Hur" while visiting the fort.
Col. John J. "Black Jack" Pershing, who would later fight in the Spanish-American War, lead U.S. troops into Mexico after Pancho Villa and command American forces in Europe during World War I, was assigned to Fort Stanton on Aug. 26, 1887, the year after he graduated from West Point.
Even after the fort was closed in 1896, it did not remain idle long. In 1899, it became the first U.S. Public Health Service Hospital of its kind, a facility devoted to the treatment of merchant seamen suffering from tuberculosis. It continued in this function until 1952 when drugs that could more effectively deal with tuberculosis became available.
In 1939, before the United States even entered World War II, Fort Stanton became this country's first prisoner of war camp. The British shelled a German luxury liner off Cuba in December of that year. The ship sank, and its crew, rescued by Americans, became the "guests" of the United States at Fort Stanton for the rest of the war.
From 1953 to 1995, the fort served as a New Mexico state hospital for the developmentally disabled. It was a women's prison from 1996 to 1999, and since the summer of 2000 it has been the site of a drug- and alcohol-treatment program for ex-convicts.
"The program has been very successful," Gerges Scott, spokesman for the New Mexico Department of Corrections said.
So, more than 146 years after he was killed, Capt. Henry W. Stanton's name lives on in the facility built in tribute to him.
But his story is summed up on roadside marker in Mayhill. One sign, one sentence, less than 40 words, just a footnote to history, just one man's life.
Ollie Reed Jr.'s Trail Tales is a collection of stories rooted in the rich history and legends of New Mexico and the Southwest. He can be reached at oreed@abqtrib.com or 823-3619.
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TRAIL GUIDE For more information about Fort Stanton and Army engagements with Indian tribes on the New Mexico frontier, look for:
"Forts and Forays: A Dragoon in New Mexico, 1850-1856," by James A. Bennett, edited by Clinton E. Brooks and Frank D. Reeve; University of New Mexico press, 1948, republished 1996.
"Fort Stanton, New Mexico," by F. Stanley, 1964.
"Fort Stanton and Its Community: 1855-1896," by John P. Ryan, Yucca Free Press, 1998.
"Fort Stanton, New Mexico: The Military Years, 1855-1896," by Lee Myers, Lincoln County Historical Society Publications, 1988.

WEBSITE WITH ARTICLE


Saturday, September 17, 2011

Why Yes... I Do Shoot Like A Girl...

After our home was broken into and my JEEP was stolen in February I decided I need to learn how to shoot.  I talked with my hubby about it and told him how un-easy I felt when I was home alone. We decided to look for a gun for me.  I have small hands and finding a gun I liked was VERY difficult.  Every gun my hubby told me to try felt big and clumsy.  I was starting to get discouraged.  In a horrible situation I know I could grab any of my husbands guns and shoot if needed but I wanted something of my own, something I felt confident with. I am not saying I wanted a gun so I could go out looking for trouble or say that I have a gun but I wanted something that I knew if my husband was not home I could defend myself and my family until police could arrive.

After looking for about a month hubby and I went to our local and FAVORITE gun store, AC Firearms in Rio Rancho.  While he was getting some stuff I was looking at the Kimbers.  I have always loved Kimber.  My dogs name is Kimber, by the way.  :)  My husband carry's a Kimber Eclipse as his duty weapon.  If a Kimber can protect him, a Kimber can protect me.  I looked at some of their 9mm and concealed carry 45 but again.. they felt big in my hand.  Until I held a SOLO!  Kimber had just started making and releasing the Kimber Solo.  I held this gun.. the stars aligned... the lights dimmed and shined on this beauty.  SHE WAS PERFECT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

As luck would have it AC Firearms had a waiting list for the SOLO.  I put $ down and waited patiently.  After about a month I went into the store to put more $ down on it and mentioned that the reason why I wanted the SOLO was because of feeling uneasy when home alone and that my home had been broken into. The WONDERFUL men at AC Firearms offered to sell me their display.  DEAL!!! DONE!! SOLD!!!!  I called my hubby and told him the great news.  I picked her up on a Friday.  I named her Kimina on my way home.  Kimina means little Kim in Italian.

This is my actual SOLO in my hand.  SHE IS PERFECT!

I am such a nerd that I took a picture of the box.  I know... *shakes head in shame*

Saturday we went out shooting with some friends.  My hubby shot her first.  She has alittle kick!  Hubby was worried I would not like her because of the kick.  I shot 6 rounds through her and was head over heels in love!  I turned to my hubby and told him how much I loved her.  He was happy because he didn't want to go gun shopping again with me :) 

Here are my Pros and Cons of the Kimber Solo.  I am licensed in nothing and this is just the person opinion of a woman with a Kimber Solo:

Pros:
  • The SOLO is very accurate.  My first time shooting 6/6 shots were on target and 5/6 shots were at mass.  
  • The fixed dot sights are easy to use and find.
  • The SOLO is a 9mm.  I want something that will stop someone not make them more mad!
  • Dual safety.  The SOLO can be shot easily by a righty or a lefty.
  • Easy to conceal 
  • The SOLO is a very solid gun but is also light.  Even when fully loaded she is light.
  • 8 Round magainze will be available shortly 
  • Reliability is excellent.  My SOLO has jammed once and that was my fault.
  • Similar styling as a 1911
  • Price.  I paid $680 and I feel the gun is worth it.  Nothing on this gun is cheaply made. 
  • Springs are stiff.

Cons:
  • Only 1 magazines comes with the SOLO when you purchase one.
  • The magazine release has to be fully pressed in.  Not a huge con but re-loading must be practiced for accuracy and speed.
  • Wait time on a SOLO can be long!  
  • Night Sights are still in the thought process with the gurus of Kimber. 
  • The magazines are VERY hard to load.  The springs are very stiff!
  • The slide springs are very tight.  Which makes it hard for a woman to rack a round.  


 

Love Me, Love My Ferrets!

When I was alittle girl I always wanted a ferret.  My Mother would have let me get one but we had enough animals.  I grew up showing dogs, and having horses.  We had a pot belly pig for awhile (I hated her!!), some turkeys, ducks, and other small animals.  We also rescued alot of animals.
Me and Buckshot, my first pony. 


Fast forward 20 years...

I am not 23, moved 1500 miles away from everything that is/was "normal" to me, I am in a strange city, living with my then boyfriend, sharing an apartment with him, and I have NO pets!  SHOCK!!!!  At first it was kinda nice not having to clean up after anything, then my boyfriend (no hubby) went off his best behavior and I started cleaning up after him.  The apartment complex we were living in did not allow dogs.  They allowed cats though. Pure discrimination in my opinion but I will not argue the pros and cons of cat vs dog.  No one wins in that argument.

I had a hard time adjusting to New Mexico.  The weather was different. The people were not as kind.  I just didn't really like it at first.  I had a long talk with my hubby and he asked if I wanted a pet.  We couldn't have a dog, and he is allergic to cats.  He offered to find another apartment for us but at the time our apartment was great!  We loved it.  I asked him about a ferret.  He loved the idea of getting a ferret but wanted me to make sure I really wanted on.  Pets for us are big decisions.  Our pets are our kids!  I read some ferret books, researched ferrets online and visited some pet stores.
Hubby and I the first weekend I came to Albuquerque.

One day we stopped into a pet store to get some fish food and they had 2 ferrets.  One was a fairly young male and the other was a white 2 year old male.  The younger male didn't like to be held but the 2 year old cuddled with my hubby right away.  He started licking him and was acting like a sweetheart.  Unfortunately we could not afford to buy him :(  Hubby saw the disappointment in my face and said he would work an extra Saturday so we could get a ferret in the next couple of weeks.

After two weeks of waiting we went back to the pet store to see if the two year old male was still there and HE WAS!!!  We quickly paid our $100, bought some food and the essentials.  We ended up naming him, Jimmy G, on the way home.



As we are driving my husband gets paged to work.  He leaves me on the door step with a ferret, food, toys, and bedding.  I wasn't scared.... I am a farm girl... I love all animals :)  As I am standing at the door I realize WE DO NOT HAVE A CAGE FOR THE FERRET!!!!!

I remembered we had a small dog crate in our storage area so I set up a nice and cozy home for Jimmy until my hubby could get home and we could go out and get a cage.  I put the ferret on the floor to play with him and he starts jumping and hissing at me. I WAS SCARED TO DEATH!!  This ferret was trying to eat me!!  I call my husband at work and tell him this thing was trying to attack me!  Side note, I had locked myself into the bathroom already.

Hubby rushes home from work to rescue me.  He walks through the front door, comes into the bedroom and this EVIL, ROTTEN little ferret quits jumping and hissing at me and runs up his pant leg and cuddles in his arms.

This is the story of my first ferret, Lucy-Fur.  After having Jimmy for a couple of weeks we realized Jimmy was actually a girl.  We have her the fitting name of Lucy-Fur.  After learning the jumping and hissing is a ferrets way of getting you to play with them, Lucy because my best friend.  I would let her run around the bathroom with me while I was getting ready or taking a bath.  Many times she would jump on the bath tub and just hang out on the side.
Meet Lucy-Fur!


After having Lucy for about 4 months we decided that she needed another Ferret.  I started working full time and wasn't spending as much time with her.  We went to Petco one day and found Bruno.  He was a 8-10 week old baby ferret.  Bruno and Lucy quickly bonded.
Lucy and Bruno on Christmas.  Yes we celebrate with our pets!


We had Bruno and Lucy for about a year when I talked my hubby into a third ferret.  He was totally against it until we went to Petco to buy ferret food and there was baby Tony.  Tony was about 8 weeks old and the only ferret left in the cage.  He was laying on top of the ferret bed all by himself.  Yes, at 25 years old I totally guilt tripped my husband into feeling sorry for this baby ferret :)  It worked :) **sad note, Tony passed away in his sleep on March 16,2011.  I miss him so much :(**
Meet Tony

About a year after getting Tony, Brett and I found out we were pregnant.  We had a very difficult time conceiving and didn't think we would be able to have a baby.  At about 9 weeks I started feeling sick, and  this resulted in  a miscarriage.  We were devastated.   This was the first huge hurdle in our marriage.  Both of us were hurting and trying to be strong for each other.  We decided to quit trying for a baby after that.  I was laying in the bedroom one day and playing with the ferrets.  Ferrets bring me such joy and no matter how bad my day is or what I am feeling my 3 little rug rats always made me smile.  Hubby asked me if I wanted to get another ferret.  I actually said no.

But....... we happened to be in petco getting ferret food and... Meet Thomas!  We got Tommy when he was about 10 weeks old.  He was a typical baby ferret.  Liked to bite, pick on his brothers and sister.  He was a very naught boy!  Now that Tommy is about 2 he is an angel!
Meet Tommy!

My craft room has become a play ground for my rug rats!  I have dryer tubes all over, toys laying around, you name it... its in here!  I will be crafting away and the next thing I know I have a ferret stealing ribbon!  

After having ferrets for almost 5 years I can not imagine my life with out them.  Ferrets are by far the funnest pet I have EVER had!  They will make you laugh non-stop.  Ferrets are not for everyone though.  They do have an odor and honestly unless your child was very responsible I would not recommend them for children. Ferrets are not disposable pets!  They are living, breathing animals who have a personality and a HUGE heart.  I wish I had a heart as big as my ferrets.  My ferrets make me a better person!

If you are thinking about getting a ferret and have questions I suggest you research research research or you can email me with questions.  I will try to help :)  

Enjoy some ferret pictures!!
Tony hunting in the back yard.  Our ferrets are only lose when supervised.

Brotherly love! Bruno and Tony.

This is so true!!

Bruno trying to tip my pot over.  I guess he doesn't like parsley. 

Bruno in the garden.

Lucy being Lucy.  She finds the one thing she can get into!

Baby Tony and Mommy!

Bruno wrapping Daddy's birthday present. 

The boys wrapping.

Tony

Tony

Baby Bruno

Bruno sleeping

Bruno, Lucy and Tony

Baby Tommy.  
So true yet so sad!

Friday, September 16, 2011

I'MMMMM BACK!!

After being sick for almost 2 weeks I am finally 95% better.  This cold/flu took its toll!  I am still dealing with a cough and feeling tired easily but I am well enough to get back to blogging!  :)  Currently I am catching up on blog posts (love all the Halloween and fall ideas) and email.  I have some really cool projects to finish this weekend and show off!

Take Care!
Mandy

Monday, September 12, 2011

What To Do When You Are Sick

Tomorrow will be officially a week I have been in bed sick with a cold/I don't know what else.  After we got back from TOTH in Cloudcroft,NM I started feeling a little congestion, fever, achy, etc.  I spent all Monday evening sleeping on the sofa.  At least I was not sick for TOTH!  I did manage to go to work Tuesday-Friday.  :)  Yeah to me for being Typhoid Mary!

After spending a week on the sofa and sleeping on the sofa bed (Hubby has almost no immune system) I have learned:
1.  My dog is just as lazy as I am
2.  Jerry Springer has not gotten better or more classy in the years.
3.  Everything tastes like water or mucus.
4.  Whoever invented fleece PJ pants deserves a peace prize!
5.  DirectTV is just as boring as network TV during the day.
6.  Don't try to sound intelligent on the phone while your ears are plugged and you need to blow your nose.
7.  I really need to clean my ceiling fan.
8.  Ebay has great deals at 2 AM when everyone is asleep but you are up coughing and sneezing.
9.  Peas wrapped in a towel are an AWESOME way to cool down!!
10.  Wheel A Fortune cheats on my phone!
11.  Toilet Paper is NOT the same as a kleenex.
12.  Do not can tomatoes while sick.  Air bubbles will make you cry :(

Accomplishments while laying on the sofa:
1.  Watched the whole season of Design Star
2.  Watched EVERY NCIS episode known to man << not complaining.  Mark Harmon is super dreamy!
3.  My fav NCIS episode is when the team goes back to Stillwater, PA and meet Gibbs Dad.
4.  Planned my Fall decor and colors
5.  Started planning my Halloween party, i.e... wrote Halloween Party in planning notebook.  That is as far as I got :( But its a start
6.  Drooled over the new IKEA catalog.  Im kinda serious there.....
7.  Decided to start taking interior design classes
8.  Picked every piece of lint off the sofa

Yup... thats about it....  Hopefully I will feel better tomorrow....

Saturday, September 10, 2011

Still Sick!

Just wanted to report that I am STILL SICK!  I have a terrible cold!  I have been doing nothing but sleeping and trying to feel better.  I tried to suffer through and start working on my fall wreath today.  No go :(  Once I get started on something I end up becoming to exhausted to finish it after about 10 minutes.  This is no fun!!!  As soon as I get my energy back expect some really cool posts!  Before we went to TOTH and during the month of August I have been working on some cool and thrifty fall projects.  :)

Hopefully I got my 2011 cold out of the way early :)

Mandy

Friday, September 9, 2011

Thrill On The Hill Pictures 2011

As I posted Mr and I went to Thrill on the Hill this last weekend in Cloudcroft, NM.  TOTH is a FJ Cruiser rally put on by Desert Sun Motors in Alamogordo, NM.  This was the first rally we have been to with Abby (our FJ) and we met some AMAZING people!  The trips were great, everyone was super friendly, the runs were killer and the BBQ was Delicious!!  

Here are some pictures from a couple of our runs.  Enjoy!  If you have an FJ Cruiser or Toyota I suggest you try to make TOTH next year!  It is more fun than you can imagine!  It is such a bang for your buck!  This year the registration fee was $95 but that included 2 meals, free camping, bag full of goodies, and TONS OF FUN!  


On our way to Cloudcroft, following Bob and Rick.  Bob was our fearless leader!

New Mexico can be stunning!

AWESOME Voodoo Blue FJ Cruiser!  This FJ is owned by our trail leader from Saturday, Chris Adams. 

On our historical Saturday run with Chris Adam.  I think we had 10 or 11 Fj Cruisers.


All the FJ Cruisers got together on Friday evening for a group picture.  

Getting ready to head out on the historical run.

Our first stop.  Such an interesting trip!  I learned more about New Mexico history in 7 hours from Chris Adams than I EVER learned in school.  

Heading to John Tunstalls murder site. This was probably my favorite part of the whole trip.  Not many people have seen where he was actually killed! Expect another post about this!  SSOOO INTERESTING!!

Rainy Ruidoso

Day #2- Valve Stem Trip- What mud????

FJ40- Getting ready to go through



Not as bad as it looks!  He made it through the whole thing!

Ed cracked me up!  He is on 3 tires trying to navigate the rocks and he looks at his son and says "Don't tell your mother about this" 


On our way home :(  So sad to leave.  We had such a blast and can't wait for next year! 






Thursday, September 8, 2011

New Mexico- The Land of Enchantment

Some of my favorite pictures of New Mexico.  :) I had intentions of posting a picture a day but with the crazy labor day weekend it did not happen as planned.

4 Wheeling in the Puerco is always fun!

Balloon Fiesta time in Albuqueque!  

Most of the churches in New Mexico has history. This church is in Jemez. 

The things you'll find on an afternoon road-trip.  This "cabin" is near Madrid. 
Driving down the Sandias to Placitas. GORGEOUS DRIVE!

Taos Gorge and the Rio Grande

Taos Gorge again

New Mexico history is fascinating!  More about the historical markers later :)