This cool old flume beside the road still has water running down it.
There's a cemetery alongside the road in Chamisol that caught my eye.
At the junction of NM 76 and NM 75, we turned east on 75 for a short way until we got to NM 518 and we turned north. (Sounds awful, doesn't it? We only got lost when I had George turn off into the little towns and missed the signs labeled "High Road to Taos".) Someplace along there the altimeter on the GPS showed we were over 8,000'. I think there would have been pretty views of the mountains and the forest, but the clouds were getting dark and ominous.
We parked and walked out on the bridge. Next to the overlooks are a sad reminder that not everyone goes there for the view.
There's a rest area on the far side where we stopped to get a view of the bridge itself. Good thing that's all we needed to do--the restrooms were all locked up tight. I told you it's not tourist season yet!
When I think of the Rio Grande, I think Texas because the whole southern border of Texas is the Rio Grande river. Well, it has to come from someplace--it starts in southern Colorado and flows all the way through New Mexico to the border of, ummm, Texas and Mexico. (Go look at a map; you'll see what I mean.) It parallels the road here.
This is an old footbridge that I wouldn't consider crossing! It's in really bad shape now, but I wouldn't consider crossing it when it was new.
* Surprised that I'd call an RV "home"? It's what we've lived in for 4 1/2 years. I don't know what else I'd call it. There are bumper stickers that say "Home is where you park it".
For a few more pictures, click the link: High Road to Taos