Chimayo

Trip Start Sep 20, 2010
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Trip End Oct 26, 2010


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Taos NM

Flag of United States  , New Mexico
Tuesday, October 5, 2010

Our stay in Santa Fe was wonderful, perfect little house in a great location, no need to use the car, we could walk everywhere except the Market and we probably could have walked there had we not purchased so much.

We bid the city a fond farewell and headed north along the high road to Taos, passing through small villages and stopping at Chimayo to visit the little chapel noted for it's healing powers. In the back of the chapel is a small room filled with photographs, crutches, walkers, canes, baby shoes and other cast offs left by people who had come to the chapel for its reported healing powers. Off this small room was an even smaller room with a pit in the center containing the "healing earth".  I took some for a friend who is battling cancer.  I don’t know if it will work but it certainly can’t hurt.

  















 
 



 Not far down the road was the Rancho de Chimayo, a restaurant that had been recommended so we stopped.  They were not yet open for lunch but a friendly woman in the gift shop welcomed us in and offered us coffee while the staff finished setting up.  It was only 20 minutes until opening so George parked the van and when he returned a distinguished white-haired gentleman came out to greet us.  We thought he must be the owner and indeed he was but not just the owner, we learned this was his boyhood home where he had grown up, raised by his grandparents and where he had lived most of his life. His family has operated the ranch here raising sheep and cattle since the 1800’s.  In the late 1980’s the family decided to turn the ranch into a restaurant and by the looks of it they have done very well. A most gracious gentleman now retired, he still comes in to help out. While we waited he took us on a tour of the restaurant and introduced us to some of his ancestors through photos adorning the walls and made us feel right at home.  The ranch is lovely and it felt as though we were dining a someone’s home albeit a grand home.    The lunch was superb made all the more so by the graciousness of the owner.

















 


 

Back on the road we begin to climb into the mountains, passing through more small villages en route to Taos.  The sky is incredibly blue with white puffy clouds until late in the afternoon when it 
begins to darken to the east threatening rain and possible lightening.  

 





 
By the time we arrive in Taos the threatening sky is over us and we feel that perhaps waiting until tomorrow to visit the Pueblo may be best for photography.  We did drive out to the Pueblo but that only confirmed our suspicion, dark clouds and a few sprinkles not to mention a full and chaotic parking lot.

We drove back into town and parked, walking the central plaza and some of the side streets.  Nothing really of interest here, too many tourists and too many trinket shops, we retreated to the campground.

After dinner we noticed the owner of a mega RV parked across the roadway from us, he was eyeing his vehicle from our side of the road and then pacing out the distance to the RV.  Back and forth he went.  Curious we thought, but then he came out of his RV with a multi-tool in hand   and began to hack away at a tree limb adjacent to his RV.  A passerby looked at him with mouth agape whereby the RV owner tried to justify cutting the limb that had scratched his $1,000 paint job.  Finally, he wrenched the limb from the tree and triumphantly threw it to the ground.  The next morning he acted like a traffic cop as he continually signaled to his wife to guide her backing out of the space and maneuvering past menacing trees on the way out of the campground.  Cecil B DeMille would have been proud.  An amusing start to our morning for sure.
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