The eclectic group at the bar in Hanover.


The inside of the trailer where we slept before we did some serious rearranging.

And after:

When we road away from Hanover, we knew we had to carry enough water to make it about 50 miles which would include climbing over Emory Pass in 95 degree weather. We were fairly confident that we had enough to get us to the top of the pass, but perhaps not much for the way down. I have a little love of the number 17. I stopped to take a photo with the surrounding desert scene and found this cache of sealed H2O. We drank to our dry-mouths' content!

On top of Emory Pass!


A beautiful spot for a much-needed snack break.

Look at that hodgepodge!

A sample of Jim's cactus farm in Hillsboro.

And a coffin from when small pox hit that town, which we saw in the fascinating museum he runs.

Some rock skipping at Caballo Reservoir.

Now let me tell you about yesterday...quite possibly my favorite day of our trip so far. We awoke in the brush next to the reservoir

and finally spotted some javelinas! We've heard much about these creatures that seem like wild pigs (but are actually of the peccary family) and had only observed them as road kill in Arizona. They're quite sneaky so I couldn't snap their photo, but google them. They're weird!
We then pulled our bikes back through the quarter mile of sand to the road and pedaled down to Arrey.

Because it had been 48 hours since we last drank coffee, we decided to load up at the Arrey Cafe. We might've drank six cups each which might've been why it turned into such a good day.

We stopped at the Dollar Store in Hatch, NM. Side note: the $ to calorie ratio is unbeatable at these places! A man asked me about our trip and then remarked, "You've basically got a Motel 6 right there on your bike!" Yes sir, we're kind of like snails. Here's BOB still wearing his hat from CA. He wears it with a blue bungee.

In the shade of the Dollar Store, we fixed our first flat of the day while eating a chocolate bunny. Our second flat happened further down the road in direct 90-degree desert sunshine but was accompanied by a little road side dance party, some truly outstanding teamwork, and a lot of laughs.
Hatch has a wild burger joint with quite the smattering of figures out front.





We enjoyed a one-man-band and some lemonade.

We pedaled through serene pecan orchards (minus the serious signs) and fertile farmland.


Around 6:30 pm, we paused at the tiny town of La Mesa in the parking lot of their market. I asked Jess and Tad if they'd like me to run into the store to grab some stuff for dinner or if we should roll over to Chope's bar/cafe across the street. How I found two touring companions who can ride 70+ miles per day and still be ready to dance, celebrate, make new friends, etc before/during/after all that bicycling, I will never know but I'm SO glad I did! Their choice was to go to Chope's...quite possibly the best choice we've made other than the decision to do this trip. What ensued feels nothing short of a dream.
We rolled over to Chope's.

Out front we met three gentlemen smoking cigars who were so impressed with our journey that they whisked us inside and insisted on buying us beer.

And that turned into them buying us dinner...twice!

A mariachi band showed up.

Everyone in the packed bar had to talk to us and take their picture with us. This woman is a plastic surgeon and proposed marriage to Tad when he guessed she was 28 years old.



Our new friend Matt asked us what it felt like to have rock star status. It felt almost as great as line dancing in our spandex and bike shoes.

Here I am shortly after we showed up as Chope's. Little did I know the couple in the background would be taking us home with them.

Matt loaded up all our gear in his truck and drove us back to Dan and April's beautiful home in Las Cruces. They cooked us a whole dinner again at midnight, gave us showers and beds, did our laundry, and spoiled us with coffee and breakfast this morning.




Thanks so much, Dan, April, Matt, and all the others at Chope's. We love New Mexico!
Guess we should get back on the road. All this bicycling sure does get in the way of the touring.
Location:Estancia Pl,Las Cruces,United States
Happy Birthday on Tuesday, Taddo. We'll be en route to Uncle Dick's funeral. Love ya muchly!
ReplyDeleteHi Caley, Tad & Jessica already miss you guys. Hope you had a great day of riding. Ride safe. It was so fun having you visit you all are always welcome in our home. Happy Birthdsy Tad:)
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What a day! Your blog always makes me laugh! What incredible fun!
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Thank you Dan and April from Caley's Mom!
Hi guys! Its awesome to see you guys in places on bicycles that i have travelled on a motorcycle. The similarities in perspective are striking, although its obvious that the pace of the bicycle provides a more pure view of the landscape. Thanks for leaving all those positive vibes herecin La Mesa! - Matt
ReplyDeleteKeep up this incredible effort. Happy Birthday, Tad
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We have really enjoyed reading the blog. Thanks for keeping us entained. It looks like you three are approaching Del Rio. Be carful in that city. When we rode into Del Rio on our coast to coast tour in '09, we hit the outskirts of town late on a hot day. I was drafting Steve and got too close, hit his wheel and went over the handlebars onto the pavement. I found the pavement very unfriendly (fortunately only scrapes and bruises) but the border patrol guys very friendly. They put my bike in the back of their van and drove me to our hotel. The border patrol seems kind of spooky becuse it's everywhere down there, but the officers actually nice and helpful.
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