The fabulous trout fishing only lasted a week and then they opened up the dam -- the river filled up and the trout moved on. So we headed out across the desert and up to the mountains for something to do. There is always good rockhounding somewhere in the desert and we found one place on the way that had lots of pieces of petrified wood. We went to the mountains to the east of us this time instead of west. These are the San Andres Mountains and we first went to the Gyp Hills in this mountain range and then the next day went to the Hardscrabble Mountains in this same mountain range. These mountains form the western border of the White Sands Missile range so you can only go so far into them and then you come to locked gates.
The pictures were taken up in the mountains. You can see part of the gravel road we traveled in one of the pictures. I think we did about 80 miles of gravel road altogether both days. You can see someone coming for miles because of the dust trail you make driving on these roads. The picture with the sign in it we took where the road ended. This ranch was at the end of the road way back in the mountains -- we didn't see any power lines so they must live off the grid. It sure was peaceful up there in the middle of nowhere. I can see why people would be willing to live that way.
Well its getting in the high 60's -low 70's now so we are hoping to be back on the lake trying our luck or at least working on our tans!
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