Schedules

Schedules get in the way of a good time. I came to that conclusion today as I drove almost a hundred miles to see some Anasazi ruins in New Mexico. Part of the trip involved driving forty miles over a bone-jarring washboard dirt road that seemed to never end. Still, I persisted and am attaching a couple of pictures from the trip. Glad I went but I realized how much energy it was taking to keep up with the schedule I set for myself. The whole idea of this trip is to see and explore but also to unwind and relax. Making a list of things to do is the wrong way to approach those restorative objectives. Tomorrow, I have an appointment – taking the Durango train to Silverton. Have to be at the train station at 9 am and will not return until late in the afternoon. On Monday, heading to Chimney Rock and the Ute Casino. Too much planning. Quit. Let things happen. OK, a little planning makes sense in the day but detailing each day is exhausting me. On the way back from the Anasazi ruins, I dropped by the Durango Rodeo. Good stuff. I have no way of explaining why I like rodeo but I do. Same thing for Stetson hats and Tony Lama boots. I managed to get out of Dodge City without buying a new hat but will breakdown here when I go by the hat shop and pick up that brown Stetson that felt like a million dollars when I put it on.

The temperature plummeted here – tonight it is dropping into the 30s. I damn near froze at that rodeo. Came home , closed the windows, and turned on the heater – thankfully it works likes a champ.

The first picture is Angel Peak in northern New Mexico. The second is Fajada Butte. The third is taken at Pueblo Bonito within Chaco Culture National Historical Park.