In the Land of Enchantment

So as all should know, Amarillo sought to sideline us on our way to the city of lost angels with a shellacking of poor old Moby. Yet, after a steak dinner, a night in a cockroach motel, and some Arkansas-style bumper rigging, we were back on the road with our sights set on Albuquerque. We set out on I-40 with nearly three hundred miles of desert in front of us, minus a bumper and headlights, anxious to reach family members and an auto shop in New Mexico.

Despite Moby's injuries, we were able to make the drive with only a slight scare when a portion of the vehicle's bottom began dragging and pattering against the front wheel (a matter we ingeniously fixed with the use of some Scotch packaging tape). In Albuquerque, we found a body shop, rid ourselves of the unsightly roof bumper, and linked up with my mother. After an afternoon with her, we were on to another roadside motel, then some New Mexican food, and a low-key night. Nothing blog-worthy, but worth noting as a matter of caution for future road-trippers: accidents, even the most minor, will throw a wrench in your plans and steal from your momentum. Coincidentally, I will also attribute our two day hiatus from blog activities to the accident as well.

The quiet that the accident imposed on Will and I actually worked to our favor, however, as we were in for a brutal day on Saturday. We were up and on the road by 6:15, bound for Santa Fe where we would meet with my father, change cars and head out into the desert to explore an American Indian ruin.

We headed out east of the city to a town called Galisteo, then took a backwater road to a plot of state land sandwiched between mega-ranches owned by Jeffrey Epstein and Tom Ford (possibly good guys, for buying up half of New Mexico, scumbags), and found ourselves in sweltering desert. The temperature was hovering around 100 degrees and we sauntered around staring at the remains of a five hundred to seven hundred year old village.

For Will and I, the site wasn't particularly interesting, especially given the intense heat and our lack of sleep on a Saturday, but we did find some impressive petroglyphs. The general public has not had access to these images, so for our viewers, consider this an archeological sneak preview.


PS- A special thanks to David Abbey for getting us on to the tour.

Look closely and you will see a ten-foot drawing of a serpent. 

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