We have booked our SVP flights. Unfortunately the American Airlines sale ended just before my salary made it into my bank account, but still, at 6:30am I had my laptop on my knees and I booked us in. We're flying to Dallas and hiring a car for a bit beforehand to go out to New Mexico. But me being the idiot that I am (or more likely not entirely awake at 6:30am) I booked the outbound flight for one day later than we had planned with our list of places to visit. So it's going to be a bit less relaxed, and if you see us in San Antonio in mid-October, please buy us lots of tequila as we'll have just finished the eight-hour journey from El Paso.
I've asked my friend ReBecca, a Texas Tech alum, if she can recommend any towns along I20 worth stopping in overnight (I really want to avoid any repeats of Gillette WY or Blanding UT - alcohol and food that won't turn our guts inside out are a must).
Now, I just need to remember where we went six and a half years ago. I vividly remember Williams Ranch, and we of course did the McKittrick Canyon Death March, neither of which we'll be doing this time. I really don't know how legal it is to just park and head up a hillside. While I'm sure we had the necessary permits in 2001 (not all our expeditions were on NPS land), I'd hate to be on the wrong piece of the BLM "chequerboard". Being shot by a rancher often offends.
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