stepping off the edge

After some creative driving as well as an out of the way, outside of Taos address, we landed in a charming spot for the next four days. A quick note here about the ever impressive work of my personal travel agent, AKA Mrs. T. She has us enrolled in this thing called home exchange where we let perfect strangers stay in our home while we travel, thus amassing guest points that we use along the way. That is the situation with this amazing location. Now, home exchange, let’s talk. We walk out of our home and just pretty much leave everything as is and someone drops by and stays. It is like going through a host’s medicine cabinet but much much more! Back to our stay, it is pretty rural, with a livestock gate and all. All new adventures for this city boy.

Mrs. T seen here wrangling said gate in the snow… what a cowgirl! While I am at it, I might mention not only do I travel with my personal travel agent but also my personal trainer!

Yes, dear reader, while retired as a trainer, she occupies her free time training her only student/victim: me. But more on that later.

Our journey here had the google map lady constantly contradicting the car’s GPS voice, hence the dueling GPS ladies.

Yes, that is snow, the bane of my existence. A bit of a flashback here. It’s 1973, I am driving my lime green Ford Pinto hatchback out of New Jersey on the way to relocate to sunny California over the Delaware river bridge. I reached under my seat to grab my trusty windshield scraper/brush. For those of you in California, this is a tool each and every auto possesses in NJ. I think they give you one when you pass your driver’s test. Rolling down my window, I threw that device with all my might into the Delaware, swearing never again to ever scrape a windshield. This explains why on the rare occasions I find my windshield icy at home, I will wait however long it takes for the defroster to melt it. This goes for the rare times I find myself in the Sierra’s!

Yet here it is, snow, come to mock me. But it did have one benefit, SNOW DAY! Like a day off school, we stayed indoors the entire day filling our time with a workout, eating, and movies, two of the three being clothing optional. I won’t describe why the workout was not, suffice to say extreme discomfort would be involved. My, my we do know how to fill a day. Here are a couple of much more comfortable pictures of our accommodations.

In closing, I happened to see the editor’s note on the last post. She was surprised to learn that I was not seeing distance well, and when she exclaimed, “WHAT, YOU CANT SEE,” I was compelled to answer, “I can see really big things,”

Oh how I love to wind her up…