Friday, June 11th Santa Fe, NM to Albuquerque, NM to Canyon de Chelly, AZ

Once upon a time, Pueblo Indians lived in this Canyon through which the Colorado River flows.  There are two Colorado rivers by the way, the one in Texas and the one that snakes through Arizona through the Grand Canyon and Canyon de Chelly.  The Grand Canyon is on the agenda, but not until tomorrow.

These Ancient Peoples lived in pueblos built into the canyon walls and farmed the fertile land of the canyon floor.  And today, the Navajo care for the land in much the same way the ancestors did, although with a little help from technology.  

Canyon de Chelly is something like a 4 or 5 hour drive from Santa Fe (we don’t keep track of hours, although Garmin does).  We stopped for a few minutes to check out downtown Albuquerque and the sculpture park, but were back on the road shortly.

Sculpture park in Albuquerque, NM

Greg helping to push the cart

Cathedral downtown in the main square of Albuquerque

We had wanted to see ancient Pueblo Indian ruins, but had trouble deciding which ruins site to visit.  There are several sites near Santa Fe, but none in the direction we needed to drive (and so all would have been out of the way).  We decided to drive to Canyon de Chelly National Monument, a park kept up by both the US Government and the Navajo Nation.  Canyon de Chelly is near Chinle, Arizona, which was only slightly out of the way.

We arrived late in the afternoon and quickly found a place to stay in a hogan in a campground located in the park.  A hogan is a residence made of wood and clay/mud (see photos).  The hogan was furnished with a futon, a wood burning stove, an oil lamp, a desk, some shelves, and a couple of chairs.  Not bad for camping.

Our home sweet hogan

Our hogan's furnishings

After we got settled in our hogan, we went out to explore some of the vista points.  The first two stops offered beautiful views of the canyon and the farmland below.

At the third, we spotted two different pueblo villages perched up in the canyon walls.

Can you see the pueblo?

This is the same pueblo village only further away

We made several other stops at various vista points.

The canyon in the background

We should have had binoculars!  The pueblos were incredible.  I had the Canon and put the zoom lens to good use.  I spent much of the time looking at the pueblo villages through the LCD screen of the camera.  One view after another.  Each was better than the last.

We finally arrived at the White House Ruin vista point.

White House Ruins - Can you see the tiny horizontal gash in the canyon wall?

The White House Ruin is the only ruin that visitors are allowed to hike down to without a Navajo guide.  Of course there is a fence keeping the visitors at a distance, but seeing the pueblos up close is much better than trying desperately to view them from across a canyon.  The mile and a half hike down into the canyon was easy.

Greg resting on the hike down

Getting closer to the ruins...

It was the hike back that was difficult.  I’ll make excuses for myself being so easily winded by saying that we were at a much higher altitude than I’m used to.  Seeing the ruins were incredibly cool.

White House Ruins - stunning, aren't they?

It is hard to see from this angle, but at the very back of the pueblo village, there exists a whitewashed house after which this ruin site was named.

This photo shows the "white" house up close.  Notice the antique graffiti (J.W. Conway, Santa Fe, Sept. 24, 1873).  I did a little research to see if I could find out if the dates were real.  According to at least one website, the graffiti dated as far back as the Spanish Conquistadores.  

I’m not sure there are words to describe what it was like to be standing there looking at the homes of people a thousand years ago.

We finally huffed and puffed our way to the top and back to the car.  We drove back to the campground and ended our day with a light dinner by oil lamp light.

Thursday, June 10th Santa Fe All DaySanta Fe, NM

Santa Fe is a great city.  We talked briefly about moving there (but to be fair, we talk about moving everywhere, but don’t ever really mean it).  That's just something we say when we like a place.

We saw and experienced much of what the city had to offer.  In the morning, we ate breakfast at a local hotspot, The Pantry, where green chile abounded.  While I was nervous to try this spicy addition, Greg didn’t hesitate. 

From breakfast, we drove to the downtown area and parked almost in front of the cathedral.  We spent much of the day walking around downtown visiting the mission, the “oldest house in America,” the capitol building and of course, the cathedral.  We played on the elephants in a statue park (that was a bit random - I don’t think we figured out what the park was a part of).  We looked at the jewelry and trinkets the venders were selling in the main square (but didn’t buy any).  

        

The Cathedral    

The oldest house in America?

The New Mexico State Capitol Building

Although hot, the temperature was not unbearable (like it is in Texas).  New Mexico has a lot less humidity than Central Texas.  And just like every other person in Santa Fe, we stood in line for over half an hour to buy a snow cone before we headed back to the hotel to cool off in the pool (which as it happened was closed).  Instead, we rested and then went for dinner at a place called Tortilla Flats.  I love a good literary allusion.  I have never actually read Tortilla Flats by John Steinbeck, but Greg has the book on his desk and has attempted to read it at least a couple of times (if that counts for anything).  

We ended the day at the restaurant seated outside eating enchiladas drowned in green chile and tortilla chips with spicy salsa.  All in all, it was a pleasant, relaxing day.  

I absolutely love enormous elephant statues!  

Greg says it was really hot up there... we came upon this sculpture park completely by accident.  

Wednesday, June 9th The Aliens are Attacking Abilene, TX to Roswell, NM then Roswell, NM to Santa Fe, NM

Today was such a long day.  We drove something like 8 hours from Abilene to Santa Fe with a short stop in Roswell for lunch and a visit to the UFO museum.  

So I have to admit that I was completely disappointed by the lack of an alien face on my burger at lunch.  I was totally expecting aliens everywhere - alien-themed restaurants and shops all over the place.  Alien-mania is not nearly as wide spread as I expected it to be.  In reality, there were 4 or 5 alien souvenir shops and a UFO museum along the main business street and that was about it.  

The UFO museum was alright - and very informative.  I think I was expecting lots of pictures and videos.  Not that they didn’t display those kinds of things, but they also had numerous newspaper articles and attempted to be as scientific as possible.  I seriously tried to suspend my disbelief, but I’m not exactly sure how successful I was.  I walked out with a very uneasy feeling about crop circles and maybe one or two doubts about the inexistence of “life out there.”

        

UFO Museum - The truth is out there!

Petting the aliens in front of the museum.

Anyways, we have arrived in Santa Fe and are planning on seeing the sites tomorrow.  I’m too tired and it’s too late to do anything tonight.