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Published: March 21st 2019
blog 03-20-19 Super Full Pink Moon
Today's plan was to head to Silver City and see what it held for us. My new friend Pat and I left at 10 am and headed north for 57 miles through very dry sage brush and grasslands. There were a few cows here and there but not much else.
We stopped in a little town called Hurley to see their claim to fame, a model train exhibit. The town was bigger than I expected but most of the houses looked like they were abandoned. The train set up was in an old mining company store complete with tin roof and old wood floors.
There was surprising detail in the display and as soon as we walked in the door Pat was cornered by this lovely old gentleman who proceeded to tell her the life history of every car on display. I was not left out, I had my own narrator, Lonnie Nolan, who showed me all the details in the city and fields surrounding the tracks. There is even a little kid flying a kite. There are pictures, that I hope upload, to show all the details.
It was wonderful
to see all the passion and energy that went into building this masterpiece. These older men are not sitting around rocking on the porch watching the town rust. They are keeping themselves engaged in life, a good lesson for us all.
Six more miles up the road we made it to Silver City and found the old section where the artsy people live. There was a building that claims to have a picture of Billy the Kid in front of it, he had to keep on the move so he was all over. We went into a few shops and saw examples of very different art, some paintings, some jewelry some metal.
We found a very popular Mexican restaurant for lunch and enjoyed the food and the surroundings. I have found that even a drop of salsa will light you up for 10 min. The sauce is way too hot for me. Pat had a bit of a spicy lunch and her cheeks were red for 1/2 an hour.
We went into the pink store , north, a smaller version of a store just across the border. There were so many neat items from jewelry to rugs
to paintings to wall hangings, but we resisted, just fun to look at.
We headed home but stopped at the cemetery in Hurley because we both love cemeteries. There were cows all around keeping watch over a poor and very worn final resting place. The oldest grave we saw marked was 1886 but most had no dates or inscriptions.
Back home I spent time with Watson than at 6:30 we met in the gathering hall for a night of country music. It was just a bunch of locals and residents of the campground who played guitar, violin, harmonica, mandolin, and believe it, a saw. They sang good old country songs that tug at the heart strings and make you love New Mexico.
At 7:05 Pat and I left reluctantly to find a spot to photograph the moon rising. It is a super moon after all. Unfortunately there were clouds on the horizon so getting a clear shot was not possible. We found a hill with the moon glow over it that looked interesting so we stopped there and I snapped away. It was a dark spot in the middle of nowhere and to top the evening off
the coyotes started howling, so we joined in.
It was a fun day, with beautiful weather.
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