In the morning, I woke and went out to the car to get my bag. The remote key didn't appear to work in unlocking the doors. So I manually unlocked the car. Worried, I tried to start it. It was dead. dead. dead. dead! AWWWGGGGHHHHH! I was so frustrated! First the tent, now this! I sent Andrew to the front office and he found the maintenance man to help out. Thankfully, we were up and running in about 15min. We packed up and headed for Albuquerque, NM!
In ABQ we stopped at St. Claire’s winery and bistro per the recommendation of our AAA travel book. It was a really nice restaurant. We sat outside and drank wine. Andrew had a “flight” of three different wines. We both had a side salad and shared one entree: french roast beef dip.. sauted in wine for days. It was good, I mostly preferred the sauted mushrooms and cheese on top and the steak fries. Our waiter, Kyle, directed us to Old Town where we found a cute lil coffee shop, “Mother’s” I think is what it was called. The girl that worked there was very welcoming. We signed the guest book.. and it was at this point I realized we need a guest book for Sweet Savannah’s: a collection of memories from those who have visited.
I stepped into a nearby shop and found tons of Breaking Bad souvinoures. I got an awesome apron and coffee cup.
We spent a few more min walking around Old Town. I really enjoyed the feel of the town and the greetings from the locals. We headed out towards Durango and stopped in Jemez where we stopped for a hike up to the natural hot springs. A two mile hike, and I was feeling winded... the oxygen content in the air has been diminishing more and more the further we travel. I got on to Andrew a few times for rushing me.. he wanted to ensure we got to the hot springs in time to check them out and still hike back to the car before the sun set.
When we got to the hot springs we met two girls who had arrived a few moments before us. The water wasnt hot exactly, but it was warm. Andrew and I stripped down to our bathing suits and laid in the pond. A beautiful water fall connected them. Minnows in the water nibbled at your skin, mostly around your fingers, toes and any scabs. I had many scabs on my arms from hiking... cat scratches (thanks for throwing Tiger on me Gran -_-)
I got out of the water and it was so cold! the air had cooled and the wind hit me with no sympathy. I took off my wet suit and put on dry clothes. I noticed a bat on a rock we saw on the way in. He had once appeared dead. As I sat on the rock next to him, I began to inspect him better. He looked so cute with his fur, which was wet. I blew on him to dry his fur.. and at the moment I saw his chest rise and fall. I blew again to confirm... he WASNT dead! I poked his ear and he lifted his head and attempted to turn around and look at me. I shouted and looked back at Andrew and the others in the water. They made there way out of the water to come look. We all stood around looking, watching, discussing what would be best to do. The bat appeared to be injured, from what we imagined.. he probably fell into the water (hense why he was wet), crawled up onto this rock and was trying to recover. Who knows how long he had been there though. We took photos and videos of the lil guy. We decided it would be best to leave him and let nature takes its course. I like to think that our company gave him the hope to push on.
Andrew and I left, making our way back to the car. The girls started out behind us, they caught up to us and said that the bat started crawling away. It’s hopeful to hear he will have propbably made it back to his family soon.
Andrew was really set on seeing this scenic route, 126. Its propbably better if he tells this story, but he is driving, so I will tell it for him. Hwy 126 is a 30 something mi winding dirt road that runs thru the forest of the Guadalupe Mountains. The first 10mi or so are paved, and then the road dissapears and its just rocks and sand. Its pitch dark. Theres nothing scenic about this route. not at 10pm when the sun has gone down and there are not street lights. Andrew decides that right now would be a good time to tell me a story..
A family takes a turn down a dead end street... they pass a house of hillbillies who see them. The family reaches the dead end and goes to turn around. The hillbillies lay out spike strips knowing the family will turn around and come back that way. The family hits the spike strips and the hillbillies kill and eat the family.
REALLY ANDREW!!! Now this is all I can think about and I cant get it out of my head. I tell him not to stop for anyone.. not like there is anyone out here anyways. Andrew decides he has to pee, so he stops the car. I told him Im going to lock him out to protect myself. All I can imagine is a creature coming out from the dark woods, grabbing Andrew, attacking him and then dragging his bloody, helpless body across the hood of the car as I sit inside in horror, fear and sadness waiting to be attacked next.
And then I snap back to reality, Andrew gets back in the car and we finish 126, get back on the REAL road headed for Durango.