Red. Just Red.
After Bosque del Apache we had to make a stop in Hatch. We were running dangerously low on ground chipotle and the best place to get it, the only place to get it, is this little shop in Hatch. They're kind of a hole in the wall, they don't even take credit cards, but they sell the smokiest chipotle anywhere in little ziploc bags, much like buying drugs. Not that I'd know what that was like of course, but if I did, this would be like that, the stuff is addictive.
And hanging outside: ristras.
(unedited except for a slight crop, shot to be used as desktop wallpaper)
We had no plans for Thanksgiving except to stay home in the unseasonable cold so Mrs M took a few personal days off. Armed with reservations via Hotwire (you never know what you're going to get) and a rental car, we set out for a new 7 days, 6 nights adventure.
First stop: Bosque del Apache National Wildlife Refuge. It's an old favorite, especially when the cranes and snow geese are in town. This stop didn't disappoint, there were plenty of birds, and we hit it at the end of the Festival of the Cranes, which we usually seem to miss.
Next stop: Hatch.