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| Bottomless Lakes SP - we were off to the left |
Morning at Bottomless Lakes SP after a windy time in the night. We then bike the pothole lakes and up and along the bluff above them. Roswell looks like a vast sprawling Eden to the west past the wandering treeline of the Pecos. A lite breakfast of fried toast and peanut butter and an orange (each). At noon we were at Roswell and in the door at Big D’s Downtown Dive for some heavier fare (no chicken fried steak just a sort of southwest pig in a blanket and S some hot tortilla soup and a house salad. oh, and skinny sweet potato fries with chipotle ketchup, for the record)
Rolled out of Roswell and hit the backroads toward the Capitan Mountains, down into the town of that name. Nothing suited partly due to closures after a recent hard burn. Backtracked and around west to Carrizozo and south and east a bit to this canyon where we expect a wind and electrical storm at dawn for which we have anchored down hard; I hope there will be no hard burn from the lightning, sharp and hot, also. We could have settled for the rather bleak and new site 10 miles back down the road but S found it wanting regardless of the 20,000 notes in stone left by dead Apaches and perhaps others in the hills surrounding that camp and she was right; this one offering more protection from the coming holocaust and with better views. Cool though and I am going to try the two sleeping bag option (from Ramona’s stuff). Remember Highway 246 from Roswell to Capitan!
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