Enchanted Wedding Bells of the Chihuahuan Desert
Ahoy mates! Snowcatcher and I traveled southwest to Las Cruces, New Mexico, for the marriage of her neice. The southwest, especially New Mexico, is quite enchanted. New Mexico's slogan—Land of Enchantment—is also quite apropos.
We caught a flight out of Denver International Airport to Albuquerque and drove the rest of the way to Las Cruces. Snowcatcher spent her youth in Alamogordo, an hour and a half east of Las Cruces. Thus, she made a great tour guide for me. She knew the good eateries along the way as well. If you're ever in Socorro (home to New Mexico Tech), try the Blake's Lotaburger (I understand it's been there since God was a boy) and make sure to get it smothered in Hatch green chili. Mmmm...............
Good morning sunshine!
At a cruising altitude, we were high and dry above a fog bank.
The wedding aisle awaits its chairs, guests and wedding party.
This is a real century plant (yucca family). Every 100 years or so, it blooms.
The Chihuahuan desert is stark, beautiful and deadly, all wrapped up in one package.
This is a rain squall delivering the goods to a parched landscape.
There are a lot of different cacti here, including this large stand of prickly pear. Snowcatcher expressed interest in canning these. Another time.
Bosque Del Apache National Wildlife Refuge (Socorro vicinity)
That’s it for this round. Thanks for reading!