WHATS IN THIS BLOG:
• The hike began at Las Vegas.
• Pictures of the hike and the stream.
• Conversations on the hike.
OUR HIKE BEGAN AT LAS VEGAS. That’s Las Vegas, New Mexico, which is an hour north-east of Santa Fe. I’d never been there and found it to be a delightful small city (15,000 population). It contains a university (Highlands University).
After the hike we drove around the plaza, which was typical Spanish construction in a square to protect against attacks. The city began in 1835 when land-grants were issued by the Mexican government. In 1846 during the Mexican-American war, General Kearny in the Las Vegas plaza claimed New Mexico for the United States.
The lawless, as well as the lawful, poured in with the railroad in 1879. Visitors included Doc Holliday and his girlfriend Big Nose Kate, Jesse James, Billy the Kid, Wyatt Earp. Teddy Roosevelt’s Roughriders had their first reunion in Las Vegas. Patrick Swayze had a ranch here.
While not as glamorous as the plaza in Santa Fe, we saw a magnificent old hotel and other historical attractions. Looked like a fun place to stroll around on a weekend day. They have a big 4 July festival coming up.
Charlie’s Spic-and-Span restaurant served us dinner at 4 pm. Their specialty is fresh tortillas, and they made some while we were there. I enjoyed vegetarian enchiladas with green chile sauce and posole (a kind of swollen corn). I also walked out with a macaroon which had chocolate icing. Mmmm. Best one I’ve had since leaving Australia!
THE HIKE ITSELF.
El Porvenir (the words mean The Future) is the stream we drove to, about 10 miles out of Las Vegas. We hiked in 3 miles, and out 3 miles, sticking close to the stream. Nothing like the sound of bubbling water. This is one of the best stream-hikes I have ever taken.
Lunch came at our terminus…….an awesome waterfall ending in a large waterhole. One man jumped in for a brief swim although the water was pretty cold. When lunch was over, the rain came and we scrambled for our rain-gear. It didn’t last long, but cooled everything down nicely, especially since in Albuquerque we have just had 10 days of temperatures hovering around 100 F.
One of the best things about a hike is what you can learn from others. One lady had just bought an RV (Recreation Vehicle) and is planning to tour round the States, by herself. Another lady was raised in East Germany, where as a child she subsisted on a starvation diet. For example potato soup for dinner, and nothing else.
A third lady had beaten two cancers. At some stage her back was also damaged, and she wanted to die, because the pain was so terrible. A surgeon suggested a fusion of vertebrae, which is dicey, but it worked. Not only did she hike the Porvenir, but she was planning an all-day hike the very next day. She is 74!
Conversing on a hike, or in the car beforehand, is what I consider a form of networking. Networking has served me greatly in my life and career. If you don’t know something, ask…..ask…..ask. Then listen….listen…..listen. It seems a rare commodity in the USA in this election season!
Gordie Howe was a champion Canadian ice-hockey player (known as Mr Hockey). He played until he was 52. He died about a week ago at the age of 88. It took Wayne Gretsky, the best ever, to eclipse most of Howe’s records. What Gordie told his young son growing up:
You have two ears and one mouth. Use your ears more than your mouth.
POST-SCRIPT: in the book Hiking Toward Heaven there are descriptions of several hikes in New Mexico, one in Arizona, and the last one in Australia. All marvelous hikes I have taken.
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The Gray Nomad
Probing the practice of Christian believers……
Oh, that you had hearkened to My commandments! Then your peace and prosperity would have been like a flowing river; and your righteousness like the abundant waves of the sea.
[Book of Isaiah, chapter 48].