So we left Albuquerque (avoiding the left turn that so plagued Bugs Bunny) after a night and early morning of thunderstorms. We had a look round the Rattlesnake Museum (full of live specimens) before leaving, then heded out to take a look at the Rio Grande. Not much water in it, and the area around it is closed to the public because of fire risk, but a famous river anyway.
Then off northwards, bound for Mesa Verde. We stopped for a coffee on an Apache reservation and were amused by the casino in the service area: well, I suppose they are the only places in New Mexico you can gamble. We were greeted by prairie dogs in the car park which we enjoyed. I suppose we must look like the Americans we see in Scotland leaping out of their cars to photograph hairy Highland cows.
Almost as soon as we crossed the state line into Colorado we noticed the landscape becoming greener, the weather cooler, and the general appearance more like a scaled-up Scotland. Mancos, where we stayed, had had no rain for two months until we arrived, but we brought some (and more to come....)
Today's music is a little gem I first heard on a Mike Oldfield bonus LP a college housemate had. The lyrics on the clip are rubbish but the track itself has stayed with me: until I hunted it down for this post I hadn't heard it in 36 years, but I still remembered it perfectly well.