This is a pictoral definition of the slang "Butt Cold". Go ahead and enlarge the pic(s) for a better understanding.Left Las Vegas, NM at 8am on about a 50 mile detour south-east because snow was flying in Santa Fe and Taos along I-25. (I could see it hanging over the Mountain). The good news, no snow on the detour. The bad news, more "Butt Cold".
Walking into the fuel stop shakin like a leaf on a tree, in Vaughn, NM at about 9am, with the hair on my face iced over, their thermometer(sp)?, read 19 degress. Unbeknowst to me, this territory is elevated more than 7200 ft.Looking at the image, below, now, ( of Las Cruces, NM), I am reminded of the Saturday Night Live skit where Sinead O'Connor tore up a picture of the Pope; with its street signs, telephone poles and wire framing the glory, power, and majesty of these incredible Mountains. (This shot would be an excellent example of how not to shoot a landscape. But aint them Mountains purty)?
I was flying through this area way too fast, 90 miles an hour for three hours, as in this warmer weather I wanted to make up some time for the extra stops I had to make to give me time to cry for my mother in the "Butt Cold" earlier. (I just couldnt drive more than 65 mph with the temps in the 20's).
Las Cruces was in the fifties and I could finally crank out some miles. So I did. But the 15 minutes I stopped to take this pic and re-fuel is just a tiny example, (and a blasphemous one at that), of the spectacular scenery in this area. While I would have liked to spend more time here, it sure was a gas flying along through this space... ; )
425 miles / 7-8 hours in the saddle
Tomorrow: Sonoran Desert.
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Does anyone else not understand the reference to Sinead O'Connor's SNL meltdown? JB - do you have another wire loose? Or is it just that now MY butt's cold? Yer right, tho. The mountains are bee-utiful.
-Jill
You are clearly no girly-boy (not that there is anything wrong with that). Purty is as purty does in New Mexico.
Well the Pack pulled off a strong one and I was pleased to go into the office this morning grinning from ear-to-ear the loss Dallas received on a big, fat platter. Strange, I am talking like I actually care about football.
The cat and I say "good riding."
I forgot to mention, Anthony Bourdain is in Berlin tonight. After watching the entire show, I still don't like that city any more than I did when we visited. Welp, he could've been in Las Cruces...
Hey John;Happy to hear your trip is going well,minus the cold butt.Wish I were on that scooter with you.The mountains are beautiful.Dad said to tell you to be sure you ride between the ditches.
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