(We had a few nervous moments when a pack of about 12 motorcycles showed up and proceeded to camp across the road ... but they were nice men, my Dad's age, who had just ridden 7 hours and wasted no time getting to 'Lights Out'.)
The next day we had an adventure, riding southward through VERY back roads to Hatch, NM, world capital of chili peppers. The road for 85 miles was all gravel and had features such as the free-range cow pack shown here. My Dad thought about getting out to talk to them, but the big cow on the right didn't encourage that idea, and anyway we found a path through them.
When we got to Hatch it was 100 degrees and we weren't too excited about buying "hot" chilis. Mom and Dad had a quick hot-chili lunch, bought a few chili items and we all piled back into the air conditioned car. Back home, Mom made peach pie and ice cream for their dinner ... and we are all now all settled in for a well-earned snooze.
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