Back at it. Sorry to leave you hanging. I tried to follow up a few times yesterday, but couldn't really take enough time to type on the phone. I'll edit my previous post with a few pics and try to briefly (yeah right!) continue on. Feel free to scroll away from my ramblings, if you'd like.
That little restaurant in Taos, Azteca Grill, was super busy but somehow we got a seat pretty quickly. My wife promptly excused herself to find facilities. As the servers brought tall red and yellow-green colored, condensation laden, margaritas......to tables around ours..... I patiently sipped a much needed, refreshing, glass of water. It was a long shot but I fired off a text to some friends we haven't seen in quite some time to see if they could possibly meet us for dinner.
Our friends have a "small" cabin tucked in the hills near Taos ski valley. I really didn't expect a reply since they are in the habit of tossing cellphones in the drawer while up in the hills, but to my surprise I got an immediate, now? You guys are in Taos? You should come have dinner here, they said. She's back from the necessary room now and the waitress scooted by saying she'd be with us soon. We agreed the glass of water, while being as enjoyable as it was, concluded our Azteca experience. I dropped a few bucks on the table for the waitress and we headed back to the bike.
It's nearly impossible to find the cabin so we head to the rendezvous spot a half hour away. The color of the fenders on our friend's SUV bore a striking resemblance to the adjacent mud brick structure they parked next to. I guess I neglected to mention we rode up there as they asked how this bike would handle the two mile dirt road to the cabin. Hmmm, we'll find out!
It hadn't rained up there today, so far, so we took a chance and followed them home. It was actually a pretty well graded road, with just a few ruts and low spots holding yesterday's rainwater. We pulled up to the cabin just before dark followed by a well timed thunderstorm.
In no time we were enjoying a delicious bowl of smoked ham and beans. The burn from the fire roasted green chile in the beans was appropriately put out by an ice cold Dos Equis. Surrounded by now saturated tall ponderosa pines enjoying a cold one under a big umbrella was a perfect way to wind down after the preceding six hour adventure.
Please excuse the minutia I compellingly share. It hasn't been very often, as of late, that an opportunity like this presents itself.
20220703_201248 by Roger, on Flickr
That little restaurant in Taos, Azteca Grill, was super busy but somehow we got a seat pretty quickly. My wife promptly excused herself to find facilities. As the servers brought tall red and yellow-green colored, condensation laden, margaritas......to tables around ours..... I patiently sipped a much needed, refreshing, glass of water. It was a long shot but I fired off a text to some friends we haven't seen in quite some time to see if they could possibly meet us for dinner.
Our friends have a "small" cabin tucked in the hills near Taos ski valley. I really didn't expect a reply since they are in the habit of tossing cellphones in the drawer while up in the hills, but to my surprise I got an immediate, now? You guys are in Taos? You should come have dinner here, they said. She's back from the necessary room now and the waitress scooted by saying she'd be with us soon. We agreed the glass of water, while being as enjoyable as it was, concluded our Azteca experience. I dropped a few bucks on the table for the waitress and we headed back to the bike.
It's nearly impossible to find the cabin so we head to the rendezvous spot a half hour away. The color of the fenders on our friend's SUV bore a striking resemblance to the adjacent mud brick structure they parked next to. I guess I neglected to mention we rode up there as they asked how this bike would handle the two mile dirt road to the cabin. Hmmm, we'll find out!
It hadn't rained up there today, so far, so we took a chance and followed them home. It was actually a pretty well graded road, with just a few ruts and low spots holding yesterday's rainwater. We pulled up to the cabin just before dark followed by a well timed thunderstorm.
In no time we were enjoying a delicious bowl of smoked ham and beans. The burn from the fire roasted green chile in the beans was appropriately put out by an ice cold Dos Equis. Surrounded by now saturated tall ponderosa pines enjoying a cold one under a big umbrella was a perfect way to wind down after the preceding six hour adventure.
Please excuse the minutia I compellingly share. It hasn't been very often, as of late, that an opportunity like this presents itself.
20220703_201248 by Roger, on Flickr
