Made it to Cuchillo, NM

[dirtrider]

We got the herd into NM with no major setbacks.  Settled in behind the Cafe, which is now closed.  Spent many afternoons here with Tony and Melissa, sitting in the shade, between visits by customers.  Those folks grew fewer and fewer, until the Cafe could no longer cover the expenses.  Now it is empty of all things, but memories and idle equipment.

We are in a 110+ year old house of mud brick and adobe.  It too, in the night, resounds with the voices of days gone by.  We have our trailer to live in, as we try to help the owner, Lydia, to recover some of the luster of this wonderful old home, which has been somewhat updated.  We cannot bear to see it die the death of abandonment.  It may well become our home.  Only time will tell.

It is yet hard to write, but I promise to be back at the keyboard soon.  As for now, I must listen to the voices and hear the stories they will only tell to those who will listen.  Perhaps then, the words will come to me for the telling.

[Carbine]

Glad to hear you made it back to The Land of Enchantment. Sounds like you have your work cut out for you Milt with the restoration. Hard task for sure but will be well worth the effort. Keep charging Amigo!