Chama!

This little town of Chama is in fact quite charming, and a busload of Italian tourists perusing the streets this morning would probably agree. They also seemed to like the espresso at a local cafe.

That said, this morning was the official launch of the Cumbres & Toltec Scenic Railroad, which begins its journey in Chama several times a day from this time of year until the end of the tourist season. Keith took a ride on his bike to witness the launch, which was very sweet and quaint in a small town way.

Chama is certainly a part of the Wild West, with places like the Elk Horn Cafe and others with names that would never fly in stuffy New England. They make a mean apple pie here, by the way.

Mary has a gift for finding treasures wherever we go, especially discarded or lost children's toys. Here's a gift from the Chama River.......

Our campground is right on the Rio Chama, and this is the view from our "bedroom" window.....

And this is the view of our rig from downstream.......

Life on the road is still grand, and people everywhere are just so friendly and forthcoming. Soon we'll roll into Taos to spend a few days with our son and daughter-in-law. Then, it's some rooted time in Santa Fe, come what may. And as Neil Young once sang....


"Comes a time when you're driftin'
Comes a time when you settle down......."