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| no partners | | I had one more shopping stop before my journey back to Tucson. La Chiripada Winery in Dixon is a place I have visited occasionally since the mid 1980's. So I am starting my day in Taos, where they also have a tasting room, but being as it is a Sunday, neither place opened until noon. For the second day in a row there would be no early hitting the road. Took my time checking out of the Sun God Lodge and decided to take the scenic way to Dixon, rather than just zip down Hwy 68 along the Rio Grande. Drove down NM 518 to near Penasco, then on to Dixon on NM 75. Got there a little before noon, so had time to drive over to another favorite spot in nearby Rinconada, Sopyn's Fruit Stand. This place has been a fixture along Hwy 68 for about 50 years. I first stopped there on a trip with my Mom about 20 years ago. Anna Sopyn, the hard-working Ukrainian woman with leathery skin and brilliant blue eyes was in her 70's back then. I last stopped there about 5 years ago, and I wondered if she was still manning the stand, selling her peaches and crafts. Yep, still there and going strong in her early 90's! Awesome. I asked if I could take her picture, but she declined. Visited briefly, bought a few peaches, and headed back over to the winery for some grape juice.
With my shopping complete, it was time to get serious and start driving. Drove back down through Espanola and around Santa Fe on the bypass, then just blew through Albuquerque. Stopped at Socorro to eat and fuel up, then headed west toward Datil. I gave some thought to camping at Datil Well, but decided to shoot for either Cottonwood or Pueblo Park campground near Reserve instead. I knew a surge of tropical moisture was working north through the area, and as I drove across the Plains of San Agustin, the clouds were really thickening up and I could see showers ahead. Rain was encountered just before I got to Reserve, so I decided it probably wasn't a good idea to camp. The decision was made to try to make it all the way home, with a motel stop in Safford if I got too tired. It was raining in Safford when I stopped for gas and to get some food. But I felt pretty good, and pushed on to Tucson to complete my 623 mile day.
It rained (mostly light) much of the way from Reserve to almost Benson. Turns out this surge of moisture was the harbinger of what was to come in the next week, with moisture from two tropical storms converging on New Mexico and Colorado leading to monster rains and massive flooding.  |
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