We love beautiful terrain with highways carved out of mountain rock, and also find that we do not leave the winds behind totally.
I think the winds blow all of the soil from Mexico and South New Mexico onto the highway in front of us and it really reminds me of Hwy. 48 leading from Port Isabel to Brownsville TX at certain times of the year. Sand piles up against the vegetation on the median. And begins to blow across the highway.
But it doesn't last forever. We drive more north and through the town of Shiprock and leave the dust behind. Is this the rock?
We go to our assigned site and the voice we hear is Sweet Caroline saying, "Mr. Stark, my automatic air bag levelers are beginning to work; however if you would move me across the fairway to that site, I think I could level quicker.
Find Sweet Caroline.... at her new site....
Willie of Willie's Tug,
and of Walldog, Willie and Jake
Tuesday, April 29, 2014