The 201703 trip – days 3&4 Albuquerque

We left Crosbyton at 8AM and made it to Albuquerque, NM about 2:30, fortunately before the forcasted higher winds started.

It turns out we went into Albuquerque the same way we did back in the 80’s trip. It has been so built up since then I didn’t recognize the way until we came over the last hill and could see the Albuquerque valley proper. We stayed at Enchanted Trails RV park – right next to a Camping world on the north west end of Albuquerque – just off the interstate I-40.

We went to old town for supper. Wonderful Mexican food at Casa de Ruiz café.  Then walked around old Albuquerque to see the sights and take a few pictures.

Enchanted Trails  had several vintage RVs and tow vehicles out front to look at. It was a nicely laid out, clean park. A little exposed to the west winds on a hilltop.  This is where I met the newspaper editor of the Talon, aka aztecnews.com as he and we were packing up to leave.  On this whole trip we were a bit concerned about high winds.  Being new with the 35 ft trailer and van we didn’t want to “test” our stability.  We had already re-routed several times to avoid thunderstorm areas.  We had planned to stay only one night at Albuquerque, but we were worried about the wind on the next higher altitude stretch of I-40 west of Albuquerque.

 

 

Thursday, March 23  – Wow, what a day. High wind warnings, today and next couple. We though we tought about packing up tonight and drive to Sedona AZ.  Instead we took advantage of decent weather that morning and went to the Petroglyph National Monument and hiked the trail. There were petroglyphs scratched into the volcanic rock that dated back to maybe 1400’s and as late as early settlers who were making their own versions. We divided up the girls and took different paths just to keep things interesting. On our way back to the camp, we drove through a storm front – dust, wind, rain – quite something for us, but likely just an every day dust storm in Albuquerque. We stayed huddled inside  the trailers  the rest of the day.

Friday, March 24  There were still high wind warnings in the direction we wanted to go, so we had to stay around town. There was a laundry at the RV park, so we used it. There was quite a little “museum” in the main building – they had a number of 1800’s and early 1900’s equipment – washing machines, ironing, vacume operated musical bands, TV’s, etc.  We ate supper at Sweet Tomatos – huge buffet salad bar. Everyone loved it.

Saturday, March 25 – Finally left for Sedona.  Up to this time, the trip was pretty much about “getting there”, where “there” was out west.  Sedona was where the trip was supposed start being about seeing new things, great things, wonderful things.  Supposed to be….

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The 201703 trip – day two – Serendipity

Oak Glen, Chandler, OKOak Glen RV park, near Chandler, OK was an older looking park. Gravel pads, lots of mature trees. There were other amenities, but since we got in at dusk and left at dawn, we really saw little of the park. We did see and hear however a dog running loose and barking in the middle of the night.

The next morning we headed out early for another long day. Longer than we had any idea. We were heading from Oklahoma through Texas in the general direction of Albuquerque.

La Familia, Seymore TX
La Familia, Seymore T

 

For lunch we stopped at a great little family restaurant called Mi Familia in Seymore, TX.  When we are on the road, we do everything we can to avoid the chain restaurants, especially the ones we visit back home.  Most of the time, it works out just fine – as this one did.

There are great stretches of nothing in western Texas and it seems, they roll up the sidewalks and turn off the lights at 5pm. In much of the country, you can count on there being a gas station every 50 or so miles at the most. We knew this wouldn’t be the case out west, but it seems we forgot. We drove past a station with a bit over a ¼ tank left thinking we‘d hit the next station and that would get us the rest of the way to Lubbock. Lubbock wasn’t our original spot for the night but we had redirected a couple of times during this day because of storms. It wasn’t that we were avoiding rain – though that is always a good thing to do.  It was the high front winds and the large hail that can follow we didn’t want to expose the trailers too.

Twenty or so miles later we started looking for a station and there wasn’t one to be found within 50 miles. Down to 1/8th of a tank and we are all searching our apps for the nearest station. It was getting late (9pm plus) My daughter’s van has a bigger tank, so they was probably going to make the next station.  Our truck, which has a small tank was not going to make it to the next city we could verify would have a station open. We sent them on ahead with the hope they could at least fill up and come back with a can of gas if we needed it. . We slowed down to 40mph to make the most of the gas we had.  That 20 mph or so takes us from 9ish mpg to around 15. We stopped in one dark town after finding no open station there to pour the 2.5 gallon generator gas can into the truck. That and crawling along got us into Crosbyton, TX after 10pm (the only station closed at 11).  Our daughter arrived there ahead of us, shortly after her gas warning light came on. (I now carry extra gas in the truck.)

We both filled up (and I refilled the generator can). While we were making rounds to the bathrooms, my wife took up a conversation with a local peace officer who was taking a break inside. He asked us where we were headed and we said we hoped to boondock in Lubbock (still an hour away).

Crosbyton City RV Park
Crosbyton City RV Park

He offered that the town of Crosbyton had a city park with full hookups and we could stay for free. Thank god for that!  He directed us back a few blocks, where we picked a spot, parked, plugged in – and wait….. their power plug didn’t work. We had installed a Progressive Industries Power Monitor device in both trailers. Theirs said the power was mis-wired. Fortunately, their pedestal had two connections and the other wasn’t being used (only one other RV in the whole lot).   We tried it and all was well, and all went to bed quite tired.

The park was your basic gravel lot with full hookups, trash, a playground.  No shade, but when you pull in after 10PM, litterally in the middle of nowhere, it’s was a wonderful find.

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