Raton, New Mexico
April 11-14, 2018

We drove north of Santa Fe to spend a couple of quiet days in the small town of Raton. It’s amazing how locations within the same state, only a couple of hours away from each other, can feel like worlds apart. Raton was home to a coal mine that closed 17 years ago, so now it’s 1/2 small NM town, and 1/2 depressing ghost town. I wanted to do a photo collection of all the old, interesting, hotel signs in 50’s & 60’s style that still stood proudly, if a little delapidated, in front of motels, the doors and windows covered with boards. The town K-Mart just closed last week, and the lovely visitors center is usually closed because it’s only run when volunteers are available to sit at the desk.

There are no saguaro cactuses in New Mexico…except this one, standing guard over a parking lot full of run down vehicles across the street from our campground. This dilapidated, out of place fixture stood as sentinel over our entire stay in Raton.

But that was all ok with us. We’ve had a wonderful but busy few weeks of exploring fun new cities and getting to know amazing new friends. So a couple of quiet days in a sleepy little town was just what the doctor ordered.

We like to make up our own holidays on the road. We celebrated Day 600 with some silliness, reminiscence, and over-the-top Oreo dessert.

The sites in our campground were by far the closest together we had ever seen. When we first rolled into our site, we quickly realized that the sewer connection for the neighboring site was completely underneath our RV steps, so we maneuvered over a few feet. At that point, we were so close to our utility connections on the opposite side that we couldn’t open our slide. We moved back over into a centered position, hoping that no one would be assigned to the site next to us on either side. It seemed that this place only places campers in every other site to avoid a problem, but I can’t imagine what it would be like to camp there with it full.

The girls & I considered driving out to a nearby volcano, but some interesting spring weather convinced us to just stay home in our PJ’s all day instead, sipping hot cocoa, reading, and watching videos.

The girls were delighted for a few brief moments of snow play!
Snow day = cozy day!
Oh April weather…you so weird.

We also met another full time RV friend and enjoyed a great evening of chatting about life on the road over a selection of local beers.

Since we’d stayed up late to soak up time with this friend, I was especially slow getting up and around the next morning. I went by the office to ask if a late check-out would be permissible. The tall, gruff woman who managed the place, with a face that seemed perhaps Native American, but short, shock-white hair that reminded me of my own grandma replied, “Oh, sure. We aren’t gonna come out there after ya with a shot gun or anything.”

1 Comment

  1. marie says: Reply

    i love that the girls are playing in the snow in their flip flops. and that snow day sounds heavenly!

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