Albuquerque to Palm Springs

Here we are again. We haven't published an update since leaving Albuquerque because we've been busy, and also because we haven't taken many pictures. But, we are still traveling and thought we ought to bring you up to date.

We drove south on I-25 past Truth or Consequences where Tom's step-mother lived the last few years of her life. Tom's dad is also buried there. We stopped in the town of Hatch, NM, the chile capital of the US. Debbie bought a "ristra" of dried red chiles from a roadside stand. We're not sure yet whether it'll go into a pot, or on the wall. From Hatch we took a shortcut to I-10 at Deming. There we spent the night at an out-of-the-way RV Park about 10 miles out in the desert on a gravel road. Why'd we pick it?? Because the description in the book sounded good, and it was! It was in a beautiful desert valley surrounded by hills. There were hundreds of quail and dove around the park, and roadrunners, cottontail rabbits and other critters all around. The only problem was that by the time we got back onto paved roads the next morning, both the coach and the car were totally covered with dust.

From Deming, we traveled to Benson, AZ where we found a car wash, truck wash, and an RV Park about 5 miles from Kartchner Caverns State Park. We had reservations for an 8:15 AM tour of the "Big Room" at the caverns. If you don't know about Kartchner, it was discovered in 1976, but not opened to the public for almost 20 years, after ownership was transferred from the Kartchners to the Arizona State Park system. It is still a living cave, and many steps are taken to ensure that it remains so. The entrances have double air locks, and the number of visitors is strictly controlled. After each day's tours are over, the walkways and handrails in the cave are washed down to remove the oils and acids from human contact. The "Big Room" tour only operates from mid-October to mid-April, because there's a large maternity colony of bats who live there in the summer. No pictures can be taken in the cave, so we purchased a screensaver of pictures that we thought we could use to add pictures to this blog, but they're smarter than we are, 'cause we can't access the photos except as a screensaver. So, we've turned to the web and have found a few pictures to add.

From Kartchner Caverns, we continued to travel west, and spent the next night in Blythe, CA. Our campsite was only about 100 yards from the Colorado River, so we walked along the river in the evening. We divided the next stretch of the trip into two days, so we wouldn't have to deal with LA traffic. We spent the first night in Redlands, where we were able to visit and have dinner with Scott, the son of our good friends, Ken & Patsy. Scott is the head baseball coach at Redlands University. It was great to have the chance to visit with him.

From Redlands, we headed to Thousand Oaks to spend the weekend with Debbie's brother, John and his family. They've just finished a wonderful family room addition to their home and a relandscaping of their back yard to include a pool and spa. It's a real showplace, and something they can be very proud of. Saturday was spent around the pool which was good timing, because early Sunday morning the Santa Ana winds started, and by sunup, the Canyon Fire in nearby Malibu had started, filling the air with smoke and ash. It was definitely an indoor day!

On Monday morning, we headed for Hemet and the Holiday Rambler State Rally. What a scary trip!!! The Santa Ana was blowing a gale, and while we were protected by the mountains for most of the trip, the area around Ontario was very windy. It was all Tom could do to stay in his lane, even at 30 miles per hour. Then, we started to pass overturned big rigs on both sides of the highway. In a ten-mile stretch, we counted 8 overturned trucks and a travel trailer. Then, when we got to the turnoff to Hemet, the road was closed due to blowing sand. A detour back to I-215 and south to Perris brought us to another road into Hemet and we arrived safely at the rally.

The rest of the week was spent visiting with other HR owners from around the state, eating, sightseeing, eating, playing games, eating and other activities. There were about 48 rigs in attendance. Several from the San Diego area were unable to make it due to the fires. There was an air attack base at the local airport, so fire fighting planes were over us almost non-stop for several days.

On Sunday, we broke camp and traveled the 50 miles or so to Desert Hot Springs, the site of our next rally, the HR Western Diesel Pushers rally. This chapter is for owners of diesel-powered motorhomes from all the western states. The sessions begin on Thursday and consist of seminars on engines, transmissions, tires, brakes, batteries, and other technical topics. It should be a very interesting time for the guys. The women have craft classes and a trip to the huge outlet mall just north of here. We'll be on the road again on Sunday, heading north toward Chico and our monthly club campout.

Albuquerque Balloon Fiesta

We left Farmington on Sunday morning, and drove to Grants, NM, about three hours south. We met twelve other rigs from our club and the Sacramento area club and spent the night. We all pitched in on a potluck dinner that was wonderful! The next morning, we lined up and caravanned to Albuquerque and the Balloon Fiesta. We were parked with about 200 other Holiday Rambler motorhomes and trailers just across the street from the balloon field. There were a total of approximately 1,700 rigs of all shapes and sizes in the lot. School busses drove through the lot every 15 minutes, starting at 4 AM each day to haul us to the balloon field and back.

On Monday evening, Tom and a friend rode their bikes over to the field to watch the launch of gas-filled balloons for the “America Challenge” race.

About half of the nine participating balloons were filled with helium and the others were filled with hydrogen. The race is won by the balloon that travels the farthest. Last year, the winner landed in the Florida panhandle. This year, the winds took them north with the winner (who also won last year) landing near Regina, Saskatchewan, Canada. I guess they had a bit of a problem trying to get the chase crew across the Canadian border, but it all worked out in the end.

On Tuesday morning we got an early start on the bus and got to the field where about half of the 750 balloons entered in the Fiesta took off between 7 & 8 AM. The other half took off from other locations and attempted to fly into the balloon field. It was a spectacular thing to watch. After buying a program, we discovered that Tom’s friend, Myron, was entered in the fiesta. Tom crewed for Myron for several years at balloon meets in California, Oregon and Arizona. Myron has been flying at Albuquerque for 31 of the 36 years the Fiesta has been held. We thought he had retired about three years ago, as he’s now over 80 years old. The program told us where his launch position was located, so we scampered over there to see if he was really there. He was, and it was great to see him again. He has sold his balloon to a friend of his from Reno, and has been instructing that friend as a balloon pilot. He now has his private license, but to fly at a balloon meet, he has to have a commercial license, so Myron is the listed pilot and flies with him.

Once the flying activities were done, we shopped the Main Street where about 200 food and souvenir vendors competed for the almighty dollar. We chose breakfast burritos to eat, an item nearly every food vendor offered.

Wednesday morning was a “mass ascension” and all 750 balloons lifted off from the balloon field. It is something you have to see to appreciate. They lift off in waves, under the watchful eyes of the “zebras” or launch directors.
It took 1 ½ hours to get them all in the air. By flying the winds, most of the balloons could take off to the south, then rise about 1,000 feet and catch winds to the north, which brought them right back over the field.

Thursday and Friday mornings featured about 100 “special shape” balloons in an early takeoff, then a number of more conventional balloons launched from off-field and participated in flying competitions that involved trying to grab a prize envelope from the top of a 20-foot pole, and tossing a beanbag at targets marked out on the field. The prizes were worth trying for; a Honda Ridgeline pickup and an $8,000 watch were among them.

Thursday evening, we planned to attend a “balloon glow” where the balloons inflate but do not fly. They look like giant light bulbs and “twinkle” in unison. We also decided to go out to dinner with friends a couple of hours before the event, so we picked a restaurant less than five miles away. Whoops, that didn’t work. It turned out that the Thursday evening crowd was the largest in Fiesta history, and it took us well over an hour to get back to the RV parking area. There was no point in trying to get to the balloon field before the “glow” was scheduled to end, so we watched the closing fireworks show from the motorhome. We were supposed to meet our friends, Pam and Karl, on the field, but obviously, we didn’t make it, so we met them on Friday morning for that day’s special shape ascension.

We planned to eat “at home” on Friday night so that we could make it to the field for a repeat performance of the balloon glow, but unfortunately, the wind came up and the glow was canceled. Curses!!

Saturday morning’s weather was perfect, so we went back to the field for another mass ascension. It was as spectacular as Wednesday’s launch and we enjoyed it thoroughly. By this time, we were becoming experts on breakfast burritos, having tried three different vendors, and settling on “Hello Deli”, a vendor who also has a restaurant in Albuquerque. Their burritos were the freshest and tastiest, with scrambled eggs, bacon, hash browns and green chiles. Yum!!! We chose them three days in a row. Although a balloon glow was scheduled for Saturday night, we were about “ballooned out” and chose to go out to dinner again with some of our friends.

On Sunday morning, we slept in! We watched the mass ascension from the motorhome, then packed up to leave the campsite. We expected a real mess trying to get out of the one exit, but it wasn’t bad at all. We only traveled about nine miles, into the city of Rio Rancho to visit with Pam and Karl. They have a brand new adobe style home that Pam has decorated beautifully. They have a large motorhome garage to house their coach, and lots of room for visiting motorhomes. Their motorhome area has electric, water & sewer hookups; better than a lot of RV parks we have visited. Also, Pam let Debbie wash a few loads of clothes and they fed us a fine dinner. What more could we ask??? We had a great visit, and will see them again in Sacramento at Thanksgiving.

We took so many pictures at the balloon fiesta that we've created a new web album to put them in. You can click on the link on the right side of this blog to view all of them.

We’ve decided to visit Kartchner Caverns near Tucson, AZ on the way back to California, so we’ll tell you all about that visit the next time.

Take care.

Rally in Farmington

From Durango, we traveled the 50-some miles to the city of Farmington, New Mexico. The purpose for the trip was to attend the Rocky Mountain Regional Rally of the Family Motor Coach Ass'n (FMCA). We participated in their International Rally in Redmond, OR in August, but had never attended a regional rally.

There were about 450 coaches in attendance, and there were a number of classes and seminars to attend, as well as a number of new motorhomes to dream over. We both attended a seminar on traveling to (and in) Alaska which was very informative. Debbie spent many hours decorating a canvas tote, and Tom attended a very good class on fire & life safety for motorhomers. The instructor, a retired firefighter, talked about the various types of extinguishers and how to use them. He emphasized that fire extinguishers are not meant to put out a motorhome fire, but to fight your way out of a motorhome on fire! Sobering!! We got hands-on fire extinguisher use, and lots of very valuable information.

While at Farmington, we took an hour drive with our motorhoming friends to Shiprock. It is a rock monolith that is considered sacred by the Navajo. It is quite impressive, but there is also a monolithic rock formation leading to Shiprock that is just as impressive. It ranges from 40 to 70 feet tall and 10 to 12 feet wide.

Tom tried to take a photo of our group using the self-timer on the camera, but as he hurried to get into position, he slipped in the sand and amused everyone by falling over. No damage done, though.

The rally was over on Saturday night, so on Sunday we headed for Grants, NM, about 150 miles south. We'll meet up with other Holiday Rambler friends so that we can all caravan together to Albuquerque on Monday. We'll be there until next Sunday, attending the big Balloon Fiesta. I'm sure there'll be lots of pictures of that when we next get to publish an update.

Durango & Silverton Railroad

We arrived in Durango, CO on Sunday afternoon, and after we got settled and greeted more RV friends, Carol & Lee, we sat down to wait to see the trains returning from Silverton. The narrow gauge tracks of the Durango & Silverton Narrow Gauge Railroad ran right through our RV Park.

On Monday morning we drove into town to catch the 9 AM train. The railroad has seven steam engines built in the 1920’s. They weigh between 127 tons and 143 tons and develop approximately 1200 horsepower. The track was built in 1881 – 1882 as a narrow gauge branch of the Denver & Rio Grande Railroad to serve the gold and silver mining communities in western Colorado.

On the way to Silverton, we waved at our motorhomes in the park. The ride was great! We sat in one of two open cars so that we could see all the sights. It was a bit cool when we left, but we dressed in layers, so we were pretty comfortable. The tracks follow the Animas River all the way to Silverton. Although for most of the trip, the river was alongside the tracks, we went through a canyon with the tracks cut into the side of the canyon and the river far below us.
The aspen trees were showing their fall colors which were a brilliant yellow.
Once we arrived in Silverton, we wandered down the one paved street to find lunch. We found it at “Mad Momma’s Pies”. It was a real mom & pop place, with pop behind the counter and mom delivering orders. The food was great, especially the pies. After lunch the girls went shopping and the guys found the local brewpub and rested.

The train pulled out about 2 ½ hours after we arrived, and the trip back to Durango was uneventful…until we stopped to check a “hot box”. That meant a bearing in a wheel & axle overheated and started smoking. The engineer, fireman, conductor and a brakeman all got off to try to fix it. They worked at it for about 45 minutes, then decided they couldn’t fix it, so we traveled slowly down the track to a siding where they could drop the car. All the passengers from that car squeezed into the remaining cars for the rest of the trip.

Since we were almost two hours late getting back to Durango, the train stopped behind a hotel next to our RV Park to let passengers off. Several in our group have dogs that needed to be let out of their RV’s, so they got off and three of us rode the train into town to retrieve the cars.

We were planning on going out for our Anniversary dinner that evening, but with the late arrival, we had sandwiches in the motorhome, instead. Oh well, we’ll just move the celebration a day or two. It had been a real fun day, even with the delay on the ride home.

From here, it’s off to Farmington, NM for five days at an RV Rally.