Saturday, November 16, 2013

The Osterhouts visit ABQ... continued

The first order of business on Sunday morning was for Stephen to repair David's wheelchair, which had a flat tire.  While he took care of that, I took my Dad for a walk in the open space.
It was a beautiful day already, as you can see.













When David was rolling again, we headed over to the West side of ABQ to see my schools.  The gates are chained and padlocked on the weekends, so my gate key wasn't helpful, but I drove around the block so the family could see where I work.  After that, Stephen took over driving to our actual destination, Jemez Springs.  It is a gorgeous drive into the mountains past red sandstone cliffs.  We stopped briefly at Battleship Rock, which is just past Hummingbird Music Camp, where I took my band kids on a field trip last spring.
I have ridden through Jemez several times, and each time I wished I could get out at the Soda Dam.  I told Stephen that whatever else we did that day, we HAD to stop there. Water from underground hot springs has caused the buildup of mineral deposits forming a unique and spectacular natural dam that blocks the Jemez River.





 Next, we stopped at the Jemez Historic Site.  It includes the stone ruins of a 500 year old Indian village and the San José de los Jemez church dating to 1621/2. The village of Giusewa was built in the narrow San Diego Canyon by the ancestors of the present-day people of Jemez (Walatowa) Pueblo. The name Giusewa refers to the natural springs in the area.
In the 17th century, the Spanish established a Catholic mission at the village. The mission was short-lived, and, in time, the people abandoned the site and moved to the current location of Jemez Pueblo. The massive stonewalls were constructed about the same time the Pilgrims landed at Plymouth Rock. The heritage center contains exhibitions that tell the story of the site through the words of the Jemez people. A 1,400-foot interpretive trail winds through the impressive site ruins.

 Our last stop was to take pictures of the awesome red sandstone cliffs.



























On the way back, we had dinner at El Pinto, our favorite New Mexican restaurant in ABQ.
It was a great day!

The Osterhouts in ABQ

It takes an entire day to travel from Albany to Albuquerque because there are no direct flights.  Stephen and I felt very fortunate that the Osterhouts were willing to brave the airports, planes, rental cars, and hotels necessary to come visit us again.  Of course, we'd like it if they could stay with us, but our house is not sufficiently accessible for David.  Luckily, there are accessible hotel rooms these days, and the airlines are very accommodating. 
Dad, Mom and David traveled on Wednesday, and did some sightseeing on Thursday.  We all met at Il Vicino for dinner on Thursday after work.  Doug was here for work, so the family party was expanded!  I had not been to Il Vicino, but thought we would try it out because it is near the music studio, not far from where Doug was working, and contributes to the local public radio station.  The food was amazing, but it turned out to be a fairly noisy and busy place, so not exactly a relaxing experience.

On Friday, Stephen went to work and I drove to the hotel to meet the folks.  We went to the airport to do the paperwork so that Stephen and I could both drive the rental van.  Then we headed out to Edgewood, East of ABQ, to visit a wildlife rescue that my Dad had discovered in his travel research.  Animals that should be wild but have been injured or kept as illegal pets and can't be released to the wild are kept here.  Visitors can walk around and see the animals, but the habitats are (fortunately) set up for the animals and not the visitors, so we didn't see some of the residents who were either inside enclosures or hiding in the brush.  Each habitat had a sign with educational information about the species, and the name and story of the animal(s) within.  There were birds of prey who had been blinded or had injured wings from being shot.  The bobcats had been illegal pets.  There were many sad stories. 

One animal I had heard of but never seen is the javalina, or peccary.  They are large wild pigs, and I have heard that you don't want to encounter them in the wild and that they can be quite destructive. But just look at the cute little feller!  
The plan for Saturday was to go to the Four Corners, where New Mexico, Arizona, Utah, and Colorado all meet.  It was a long drive, through a lot of scenery that looked like this:





















and then occasionally, we would drive past something like this:

The Four Corners is on reservation land.  We stopped at a Subway on the reservation for lunch.  It was in an old warehouse, along with a small banquet hall, several Indian bureaus, and a hardware store.  It was sort of a community center / strip mall.  I like the fact that the warehouse was re-purposed instead of being abandoned and having a new big-box store or strip mall built next door.  The sign on the door of the Subway said "No hoodies or sunglasses allowed," which was a little unsettling, but we had a perfectly fine lunch.  We were the only non-Native Americans there. 
The monument at the Four Corners is cool.  It's out in the middle of nowhere.  This is the center.  David is in four states at once in this picture!

 The structure you see in the background goes all the way around the perimeter, and has stalls for Native American crafts and food.  Stephen got some Navajo frybread and shared it with the non-vegans in the group.  Mom and David bought some crafts.  We walked around and read the signs and plaques for each of the four states.
 This is the view from outside the monument.  There really is nothing else there!
















Unlike our April trip, we did NOT get lost on dirt roads this time, and we DID have a whole cooler of water and snacks with us.  It was a long day, but it all went very smoothly.


Monday, November 4, 2013

The Saddle

In the open space behind our house, there is a spot between two of the hills that locals call "the saddle."  I can hike there and back in about an hour.  You can see it from the cul-de-sac.  I took this photo from the end of our driveway.


















This view is from today, a cloudy and somewhat windy but beautiful fall day.
I hiked up after school, stopping to talk to a neighbor.  I paused when I was more
than halfway back and turned to take this photo.  It was about 4:45 PM.


















I thought that a 360 video from the saddle might give an idea of how fantastic the view is.


Sunday, October 27, 2013

Things Are Different Here (Donks and Dubs)

"...typically a traditional, full-size, body on frame, V8 powered, rear wheel drive American-built sedan modified by significantly increasing the ground clearance and adding large-diameter wheels with low-profile tires."

ABQ is full of donks.  The wheels are called dubs.  The rubber part of the wheels is really skinny, and the wheels are typically open so you can see through them.    It's a little difficult to take pictures of other cars while I'm driving, and it could be considered rude, so I admit I didn't take these photos, but here are some examples:


 Here in ABQ, the windows would be tinted very dark as well.  Actually, almost all the cars here have tinted windows because of the climate.  Stephen says that my Volvo's windows would be illegal in NY.

Folks in ABQ also put dubs on their pickup trucks.  It's a whole car culture that I never noticed in NY.  Fun!

Sunday, October 20, 2013

How the heck did this get here?


The remains of this truck is in the open space behind my house.  I found it while hiking down from what the locals call "the saddle," which is a spot between two of the four hills that gave my neighborhood, Four Hills, its name.  Check out the next picture then tell me if you can figure out how this old girl came to rest here.  Must have been a wild ride!


Saturday, October 19, 2013

A Short Walk


Entering the open space behind my house.

The rabbitbrush is in bloom.
I'm going to walk around this rock outcropping, about halfway up.

To my left is the neighborhood.

Can't go this way!

Passing the bench...

The trail begins to climb.

And up some more.

Looking down on Four Hills.  The airport is in the background on the left.

Flowers blooming near the cactus.


Looking back at Four Hills with the Air Force Base behind it.


Approaching the turn.

Getting a glimpse of I-40 to the East.

Turning to go around the back of the outcropping.

I-40, looking through the pass.

Turning...




The back side is shady at 4 PM.



Weird rocks.

Headed West again.

The water tank.

As soon as I get home, I'll be drinking water from that tank.

You really truly do not want to step off the trail.  Trust me.


Flowers going to seed.

Almost home.

Back to the cul-de-sac.

Home.

Monday, October 14, 2013

Things Are Different Here (at the grocery store)

 This is the salsa and chile aisle.  You can also get green and red chile frozen.  You can also choose from a plethora of fresh and dried chiles in the produce section.
This is the tortilla aisle.  You can also get tortilla mix, tortilla flour, tortilla cornmeal, raw (uncooked) tortillas to fry, and frozen tortillas. 

This is just the regular, chain grocery store.  !!!