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At the heart of Santa Fe is the Plaza. The Plaza serves as a focal point for restaurants, art galleries as well as a curated Indian Market where local indigenous artisans offer their work for purchase. We’ve wandered through this scene often and never stopped- but this trip Pat purchased a pair of silver earrings to replace the ones she lost on this trip.

The San Marco Cafe and Feed Store

We’ve been checking out new restaurants this trip. We were just walking past Paloma in Guadeloupe St. and decided to check it out. San Marco was recommended by a local and just down the road from our campground. We would recommend both if you find yourself in Santa Fe and in need of a meal.

The Farmer’s Market at the Railyard is always an occasion for some spontaneous dancing. This city has such a great vibe.

On the first Saturday of November we headed north to the tiny mountain town of Dixon. The town is about halfway between Taos and Santa Fe along the Embudo River and is home to scores of artists. Saturday was the first day of their 37th Open Studio tour.

After a few stops on the tour and a delicious lunch at a local church, we continued on the High Road to Taos and as we headed back to Santa Fe, we dropped down into the Rio Grande River Gorge Recreation Area.

Within the city are a number of open spaces available for exploring. We’ve enjoyed our time rambling through these areas. This week we made our way to Arroyo Honda.

One of the things we like about Santa Fe Skies RV where we park the Tincan when in Santa Fe are the great 360 degree views.

The sunrises aren’t too bad either.

They don’t call it Santa Fe Skies for nothing.

Since Ellen and Rory left, we have returned to a more leisurely pace. Because they only had one week here, we wanted to show them all our favorite spots and we crammed a lot in during their week in Santa Fe.

Even though we slowed down, we have managed to visit a bird sanctuary, an Art gallery and take a few hikes this week.

Located at the mouth of Santa Fe Canyon, the Randall Davey Audubon Center and Sanctuary is a 135 acre wildlife sanctuary with hiking trails and the historic home and studio of artist Randall Davey.

We also took the tour of the Davey home and studio.

The home began its life as a sawmill in 1847 and then a grist mill. Randall Davey purchased the building and property in 1920 and lived here until his death in 1964.

Located in the Railyard neighborhood of Santa Fe, the Site Santa Fe gallery always has something interesting going on.

Jacob Hashimoto’s installation “The Dark Isn’t the Thing to Worry About” consists of rectangular and circular kites of Japanese rice paper.

These photos really don’t do this work justice. As you enter the exhibition you are treated to a site specific installation hanging from the ceiling. What a delight.

That evening we attended a performance by The Dovetail Orchestra. They provided live accompaniment to a number “scary” silent shorts.

The foothills of Santa Fe offer ample opportunities for hiking and biking. We checked out La Tierra Trails.

Even after numerous visits, it’s still a pleasure just to wander the streets of the city.

This is a flat painted wall.

While Ellen and Rory where here we hooked up with their nephew Danny who treated us to an insider’s view of the Santa Fe Opera House.

What an impressive facility. Thanks Danny for taking time out of your day and showing us around. It has gotten us thinking we need to come back during opera season to check out this aspect of Santa Fe culture.

As much as we like hanging out in downtown Santa Fe, the surrounding area offers a spectacular landscape to explore.

Frijoles Canyon is the home of Bandelier National Monument. Located within the Monument are the remains of Ancestral Pueblo cliff dwellings, many available for exploration.

More than a million years ago huge ash flows from eruptions at the Valles Caldera covered this area. Over time the ash cooled and formed a type of volcanic rock called tuff. Tuff is very light and soft. The Ancestral Pueblo people exploited this quality to carve out openings and create living spaces.

You have to climb a series of ladders to get to the upper ruins.

Frijoles Creek provided a year round source of water for the canyons residents.

Ellen and Rory soaking up the Fall colors.

Tsankawi is a separate section of the Monument located closer to Los Alamos. Here you can see and explore cave dwellings and a large in unexcavated village.

This area of the Monument was also covered in volcanic ash which became tuff.

Ancient foot paths form well worn grooves in the tuff throughout Tsankawi.

Ancient foot holds for ascending the Mesa.

Pottery shards

The view from the village site

Some of the many petroglyphs at the site.

A quick detour over to Lookout Park in White Rock gave us some spectacular views of the Rio Grande.

The hike that excited Ellen and Rory the most was the one in the Kasha-Katuwe Tent Rocks National Monument.

These cone shaped rock formations are the result of volcanic eruptions that occurred 6 to 7 million years ago. The eruptions left pumice, ash and tuff deposits 1,000 feet thick. Weathering from water and wind created these formations. Perched on top of these tapered hoodoos(tents) are boulder caps which protect the softer pumice and tuff below.

The Canyon Trail is a 1.5 mile hike through a slot canyon and then up to the top of a Mesa overlook.

At the top for lunch.

Spending as much time as we do in wilderness areas makes this Wendell Berry quote all the more meaningful.

This is our fifth time visiting the Santa Fe area. Needless to say we love being here. Shelly’s sister and husband Rory joined us for our explorations.

Ellen and Rory stayed in town near the Plaza while we set the Tincan up about 25 minutes south of the city.

Santa Fe is a city with lots of history, charm and style. The city is located in the foothills of the Sangre de Cristo Mts at about 7000ft. The city core around the plaza is devoid of high rise buildings. Walking gives you easy access to world class museums and great restaurants.

Cafe Pasqual’s, one of our favorites.

The city has a great farmers market.

Fall in the market means chilies. There is nothing better then the smell of roasting peppers.

Downtown Santa Fe is loaded with art galleries and public art.

The Museum of International Folk Art is not to be missed. On display is a dizzying array of art.

This is a hand woven rug and is flat in-spite of what your eye tells you.

Rug shopping at Seret & Sons

The architecture in Santa Fe continues to enchant us. New Mexico is the Land of Enchantment after all.

We divided our time between town and country. Santa Fe is within easy striking distance of a a number of National Monuments. We explored Bandelier National Monument, Tsankawi and Kasha-Katuwe Tent Rocks National Monument. More details and photos in our next post.

We left Colorado and entered New Mexico by way of Rt 285 and headed right to the hot springs in Ojo Caliente. The springs are located on 1,100 acres with miles of hiking/biking trails. We ended up camping there for two nights.

We stop here whenever we visit New Mexico. The hot springs and spa opened its doors in 1868 making it one of the oldest health spas in the USA. The mesa just above the springs has miles of trails.

We never tire of exploring these hills. It always amazes us how such a dry and stark landscape can produce such beauty.

Just down the road from the campground we discovered a labyrinth.

The folks who run the spa are always looking to improve and add new features. This year they installed a number of vintage trailers for rent with more on the way.

But the real attractions are the springs and spa.

There are four different sulfur-free mineral waters: Lithia, Iron, Soda and Arsenic. The temperatures vary as well as the purported health benefits. We just find it relaxing to soak in the hot water.

After two days we where ready to move on to Santa Fe for an extended stay and a meet up with Shelly’s sister Ellen and her husband Rory.

We spent a couple of days in southwest Colorado and checked out a part of the state we’ve only driven through on previous trips. During one of those trips we made an attempt to visit Great Sand Dunes but ran out of time. We are so happy we made the effort to spend some extended time there this trip.

The park is located in the massive San Luis Valley. While the star attraction of the park is the dunes, there is a wetland area as well as an alpine forest. We were late for peak fall foliage, but we did manage to find some during a hike up Mosca Pass.

No mountain lion sightings-but it does give one pause.

We hiked the Dunes Overlook Trail for another view of the dunes.

Our first day in the park was cold and windy making climbing to the top less appealing.

These are the tallest sand dunes in North America at 700ft. Not attempting to get to the top didn’t sit well with us and necessitated a return the next day.

These dunes occupy a 30 square mile area of the park. The dunes are probably less then 440,000 years old(it’s hard to carbon date sand). The sand is the result of erosion of the San Juan Mts. to the west and the Sangre de Cristo Mts. To the east. Wind and water pushed the sand forcing it to pile up beneath the Sangre de Cristos.

After a wonderful day of playing in this gigantic sandbox we headed back to camp for dinner and sunset.

The drive across Kansas was a wet and dreary one. We stopped in Dodge City for an overnight and a visit to Dodge City Brewing for some good beer and decent pizza while watching the bull riding championships on multiple TVs. We awoke the next morning to the sound of rain and reports of flooding and road closures. We looked at each other and agreed that it was time to get out of Dodge.

Dodge City has many grain elevators and cattle feed lots. We felt right at home with a view of this grain silo.

We entered Colorado by way of Rt 50 into Pueblo, an area we’ve not explored. We set up camp in The Pueblo Lake State Park.

The park is on a large reservoir with an extensive system of bike/hiking trails and easy access to the water. The campground was largely empty during our stay.

Can you spot the Tincan?

The dam that created the reservoir.

We spent an afternoon exploring the city center of Pueblo. The city was built at the confluence of Fountain Creek and the Arkansas River. In 1921 the Arkansas River flooded bringing ruin to much of Pueblo. The reservoir where we’re camped was created to prevent future flooding.

In 1996 they began construction of a Riverwalk along the Arkansas River in an attempt to bring business and people back to a fading downtown.

The central core was a mix of old and new architecture with a number of empty storefronts. We did spot some interesting murals.

It appears that things can get out of hand here in Pueblo.

The plan was to head over to Gunnison and do some exploring. At 7,703ft, cold wet weather means snow. Evening temperatures were predicted to drop into the twenties. Time for a new destination. We decided to head south to Alamosa and the Great Sand Dunes.

Snow in La Veta Pass on our way south

We setup camp about half way between Alamosa and Great Sand Dunes NP. Alamosa is a college town of about 10,000 people with some good restaurants, two coffee houses and a couple of breweries. There is also a cooperative bookstore that the community organized and supports.

Our front door view

As much as we liked Alamosa we came to the area to explore Great Sand Dunes NP.

The park was stunning. We enjoyed the experience so much that we decided to spend two extra days in the area.

More details to come.

After a week in Chicago to celebrate our granddaughter’s rolling 3rd Birthday celebrations we are back on the road. First stop, Graham Cave State Park in Missouri. We haven’t hiked in the woods during the fall season in quite awhile. It felt good.

The view from Graham Cave.

Archeologists have found artifacts from the early inhabitants of the area dating back 10,000 years. In 1961, as a result of these findings Graham Cave became the first archaeological site in the US to be designated a National Historic Landmark.

We met this guy on the trail.

We have traveled through Kansas many times on our way West but have never tried Kansas City Barbecue. That changed this trip.

Carnivore’s Delight

After lunch we moved on to the Santa Fe Trail Recreation Area, an Army Corp of Engineers campground just outside Council Grove KS.

We shared our site with a stand of Osage Oranges. The locals call them “hedge balls” and claim when cut up and placed in the crawl spaces of old homes, they repeal crickets.

At one time a tallgrass prairie covered 140 million acres of North America. Today less then 4% of that total remains. Most of this is located in the Flint Hills of Kansas.

The dark spots in the distance are a small herd of bison grazing in the Tallgrass Prairie Preserve. The day we visited it was cold and misty.

The Preserve was created by Congress in 1996 when it set aside a 10,884 acre parcel for protection. These photos don’t do justice to this vast landscape.

The Preserve offers miles of hiking, interpretive programs and access to the historic ranch buildings built by Stephen F. and Louisa Jones in 1881.

Lots of impressive dry stacked walls around the ranch. All the structures are constructed with local limestone (no trees on the prairie).

No trip to Kansas would be complete without a little division.

It’s been a few weeks since our last posts from the Mississippi Delta. This struck us as an abrupt end so we decided to write one more post to complete the Tincantravels cycle for this season.

We continued up the Mississippi River to Memphis and then headed east to Kentucky for a visit to Mammoth Cave.Mammoth Cave is aptly named with its 365 miles of surveyed passageways and upwards of 600 miles of unexplored passages. Visitors have lots of options for cave tours. We chose “Domes and Dripstones”. These tours are not intimate affairs, we did the tour with about 80 people. We entered the cave through a man made entrance and vertically descended 280 stairs to a passageway for a 3/4 mile hike underground.

The Park Service uses red lights to illuminate the way.

Not all of the cave is decorated with stalactites and stalagmites. Most of the tour traveled through large dry domed chambers.

The Park has a nice selection of hiking trails to explore.

The reason for portions of the cave being dry is due to a large sandstone cap on the surface which prevents water reaching the limestone caves. Spring was in full force in the Park.

We also saw a hatchling Ring Neck Black Snake, at about 3 inches, it is the smallest snake we’ve seen. Traveling the back roads of Kentucky you never know what you’ll see. From Kentucky we headed to central Ohio to drop the Tin Can at the Airstream Factory for some end of travels maintenance. From Ohio we headed west to Chicago for a week of fun and games with our granddaughter Rebekah.

It was a fun if exhausting week. Rest assured that while this is the last post for a while, we are already planning our trip back to the southwest next autumn — so look for new adventures in a couple of months.

During the early 1900’s cotton plantations dominated the Delta area. Large cotton gins bought and processed cotton to be shipped north for milling. Sharecroppers worked the land-and the work was hard. The Dockery farm was one of the largest and was home to Charlie Patton, considered to be influential in the early development of the Delta style.

The “Gin”

Charlie Patton wrote the song “Pea Vine Blues” about a train that ran from the Dockery farm through several neighboring towns. Howling’ Wolf, Willie Brown and Tommy Johnson all traveled the Pea Vine with Charlie.Hopson Farm was one of the first farms in the Delta to fully mechanize the planting and harvesting of cotton. Pianist Pine Top Perkins drove tractor at Hopson’s. It’s said that he taught Ike Turner to play while at Hopson. After mechanization many musicians left the Delta and made their way north.

The Sunflower River runs though the county and through downtown Clarksdale – which is having a bit of a renaissance. We spent a few days exploring the town and traveling the backroads. Our base of operations was a Casino parking lot on the Misssissippi River 30 minutes from town. (Full hook-up)Cat Head Records and folk art shop is a hub of activity. The owner Roger Stolle works very hard with the community to promote the blues to visitors and locals alike. They sponsor a juke joint festival the second weekend in April.

Clarksdale boasts having the Delta Blues Museum. This has been an ongoing project that works hard to promote and preserve the collective memory of the blues. Sorry, no photography allowed in the museum. They were pretty adamant about it. They have a great collection of memorabilia which includes Muddy Waters shack from the Stovall Plantation. The shack was where Alan Lomax first recorded Muddy in the early 1940’s.

No trip to Clarksdale is complete with out a trip to a juke joint. We chose Red’s Lounge to listen to Anthony “Big A” Sherrod and Allstars. Red’s can hold maybe fifty people and it was packed the night we where there. The patrons were a mix of locals and out of town folks. The band was excellent.

It was a fun evening.

While the Delta area is still mired in poverty, there are lots of entrepreneurs looking to improve the quality of life. There is an after school arts program and coffee roaster that employs local young people and decorates the town with art. New and old restaurants share the clientele that the Blues Trail promotions have brought.

And of course– just outside of town — the Crossroads