Apparently there are a lot of outlaws out here in the desert so they were equipped with a pistol - and a baseball bat, but were very friendly to us. Mr. White, on the right, says he's concerned about his pension being destroyed by mismanagement so he's also considering a sideline business. He also said those were not miner caps they were wearing. Whatever.
My daughter Marni gave me a journal to enter stories and memories from our cabin visits. Writing with pen and paper lacks clarity when no one can read your writing, and there are other places to visit besides the cabin. Ergo this blog journal. The blog name honors my Norwegian immigrant Great Grandfathers - Ole Leidal (1870) and Joe Holstad (1866). It's all about the journey, long underway.
Friday, March 8, 2013
what you find in the desert
Today was strictly a matter of driving - from Amarillo, TX, to Alamagordo, NM by way of Highway 54. We were kind of surprised along the way to see all the dessert, the tumbleweed, and then happened upon these two dudes who identified themselves as a high school chemistry teacher and his star pupil.
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