October 24, 2017, Prescott-
Whilst returning to this Home Base, in late July, I chose a route through the Oklahoma Panhandle, and into northeast New Mexico. Bypassing the town of Clayton, I headed towards Folsom, a ghost town of sorts, whose approaches took me through some Badlands and the Cimarron Mountains, which eventually took me past Capulin Mountain- a National Monument where I hoped to stop for an hour or so. Monsoon rains removed that possibility.
Here are a few views of the territory between Black Mesa, OK and Cimarron, NM.
The area south of Black Mesa is high desert, and full of rugged, little-traveled BLM roads. The rock formations, as elsewhere in the Southwest, seem to have petrified beings hanging about.
The pine-clad ridges took over, just northeast of Folsom.
So, too, did the monsoon rain.
I found Folsom not showing many signs of life, but several signs of history.
Below, is the former Folsom Hotel.
I briefly stopped in Cimarron, and later in Taos, which will each be places to revisit, in their own right, at a later date.
Here are two photos of each.
The St. James is Cimarron’s premier hotel.
Taos is known for its art and for upscale accommodations. I like the down home aspects of the place.
My goal was to reach Prescott by the following morning, so I did not tarry in Taos, as tempting as it was. I did briefly stop at another gem, not far from Taos: Rio Grande Gorge.
Fast forward to October 11. I passed the eastern Arizona towns of Safford and Duncan, heading towards AZ Rte 78 and US 180, which would lead me to Silver City, in New Mexico’s southwest region.
The Gila Wilderness lies between, and is every bit as rugged as the areas described above.
I found my way, that night, to Tammy’s Cafe, in tiny Cliff, NM and a local man named Justin regaled me with stories of ranch life and the opportunities it availed, for random exploration of early American ruins, many on private land. Tammy’s had good food, as well, although the wait gave Justin nearly an hour to spin his yarns.
NEXT: A continuation of this month’s trip to New Mexico: Gila Cliff Dwellings
I remember many of these places from childhood and it’s wonderful to see them again. The little strip in Folsom is just like I remember it. Remarkable it’s still there. I look forward to the next leg.
LikeLike
Across the Land of Enchantment, Gila Cliff Dwellings await.
LikeLike
So that’s what a Mesa looks like.
I remember a Scout master once told us a Native American Indian folk tale that once centered around a Mesa which he explained was a certain shape of mountain found in Arizona.
LikeLike
A mesa is any flat-topped promontory- usually found in the Southwest U.S. and northern Mexico.
LikeLike
The landscape is so foreign to this flatlander. I’m always mesmerized by the mountains/mesas/strange rock formations… I think I’d like to explore Taos too!
LikeLike
I would bet that Taos will prove a geocacher’s dream.
LikeLike
I enjoyed your articles very much so I am going to reblog this one for you, great pictures.
LikeLiked by 1 person
I very much appreciate, and am honoured by, your posting!
LikeLike
Reblogged this on Truth Troubles.
LikeLiked by 1 person