Mme Awesome got a tip that the town of Truth or Consequences, NM was loaded with hot springs. We stopped at Blackstone Hot Springs per the recommendation of a friendly walking past. Luckily The Wet Room was available and enjoy it we did.

The town itself is located next to the Rio Grande. The opaque, turquoise waters bisecting the dry lands made for a nice picnic spot.

We’ve been through many places like this, towns with no real industry or hi tech jobs. The dearth in the Bay Area lies in talent not opportunity. Socorro, another place along the way, is no doubt in love with the nearby military base because what other choice do they have?

Our destination was really too far. Finally we arrived and efficiently set up camp. Later that night and already in, I’m asked “What was that?” “Don’t know…” “Sure sounds like a growl.” “Maybe that person (long shot as is way up the road and in a camper) is snoring.” Hearing the growl yet again gets us peering out of the tent with our flashlights. And then a dog starts barking and we are up and I’m holding the shovel. DEFCON 5 BABY. F that, and we are packing and we’re gone in under 15 minutes.

An hour later we arrive at a gross Motel 6. My grandparents always stayed in a Motel 6. Solid value, no frills. Time has not been kind. The door didn’t relock and the room stank. No thanks.

Next door is an Econolodge. We try again. The gentleman at the front desk assures me the rooms are “Very nice” with a thumbs up gesture. It appears the two establishments share room specs, unfortunately. Still, its better than being eaten by a mountain lion, as they say.

What is more enjoyable, hot or cold? I prefer cold water honestly. Even in the middle of winter, I am happy at Stewart Mineral Springs to overheat in the sauna so I can emerge to delicately walk down the path through the snow, slip into the icy creek and submerge. I needn’t remind my erudite readers I prefer my coffee chilled.

Along the way, through it all, there is common ground. Sobering signs commentate people who’ve passed away. Helpful signs at rest areas and parks keep us aware of indigenous life that can put us in the ER. A never ending variety of signs point out the power and hazard of the prodigious wind. On I 25 there are actually airport windsocks! Watch out for deer. Or caribou. Or javelinas. Or turtles.

Today is our 1 month anniversary of being on the road. We’ve had a spectacular trip so far and we are looking forward to what comes. ?