![]() ![]() Ghost Ranch offers dinner, but since I don’t eat meat my choices were limited there. Along the way, I stopped at an overlook for a great view of the Rio Chama. Gas stations are few and far between in northwest New Mexico so I try not to get below a half tank. ![]() I quickly dropped off my stuff in my room in the Tumbleweed building and headed back into town to gas up at Bodes. I opted for one of the rooms with a bathroom up on the mesa for the stellar view. They have several options including dorm rooms with shared bath, semi-private, and private with bath. When I got to Ghost Ranch, I decided on going with rustic and booked a room. It was about 4:30pm and I made a small detour to explore the historical part of Abiquiu to check out Santo Tomas el Apostol, the Roman Catholic Church established in 1740, and the galleries in the John Bosshard Tribal and Traditional Arts complex. Ghost Ranch is 13 miles out of town and I decided to drive out there before making a decision. I hadn’t made reservations for the night because I was debating between the Abiquiu Inn or Ghost Ranch, the more rustic of the two. Bummed it was closed I headed on to the Georgia O’Keeffe Welcome Center. As I got into Abiquiu (pronounced Ab-E-cue like barbecue) I saw a sign for a lavender farm so I turned down the dirt road. It was hard not for me to stop at these wonderful places, but I had to been to all before and on a mission to explore a new part of New Mexico for me. The route I drove took me to the edge of Taos, across the Rio Grande Gorge Bridge and past Ojo Caliente historic hot springs. When I stopped at the “Welcome to New Mexico” sign and tried to take a selfie, well, windy was an understatement. I always think it’s fun to stop on a state line. The bronze statues really are powerful and I was glad to get a few moments truly walking in my faith. I took about 20 or 30 minutes reflecting as I walked to the top. Palm Sunday was a beautiful, but windy day. It was Palm Sunday, so I stopped to walk the Shrine of the Stations of the Cross, which I had done two other times ironically on Easter and close to Christmas, when I wrote the blog Shrine of the Stations of the Cross at Sunset. On the drive, I passed through San Luis, the oldest town in Colorado. It’s about a 5.5 hour drive from Denver to Abiquiu, a small town northwest of Santa Fe. On the way to New Mexico, I turned off of I-25 and took the scenic route.
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