Pilar and the Rio Grande

This past weekend, we took our rig out on the road for the first time since arriving to Santa Fe in early June, and it sure felt good to have the White Beast rolling on the tarmac once again! All systems were go, our solar panels kept the batteries charged, and everything worked like a charm. Ah.

So, we sailed up to Taos, spent a final night at our son and daughter-in-law's place on the mesa in El Prado (they're moving to downtown Taos in September), and then spent two lovely nights and blissful days in Pilar, camped on the banks of the Rio Grande.

Although some of our fellow campers were a little noisy in the evenings (it's the height of summer, after all), they always quieted down by midnight or so, and the cool night breezes lulled us to sleep, along with the sounds of the rushing river.

During the day, we splashed and swam in the delicious water, bicycled along the river road, and enjoyed a visit from our son and daughter-in-law (and a spontaneous visit from some Taoseno friends) on Saturday afternoon. We also enjoyed watching dozens of friendly rafters and inner-tube riders float by, and we hope to partake of a river ride ourselves quite soon.

Here's our son and daughter-in-law treading water in the mighty Rio Grande.....

And this is Rene contemplating the wonders of nature from his rocky perch.....

We spent a great deal of time reading some good books......

And Tina did a lot of what she does best these days.....

The weekend was a very needed getaway that soothed our spirits, quieted our minds, and bathed our bodies in the delights of a high desert river. The Rio Grande is alive and well, and we'll take advantage of it's rushing currents as many times as we can before the summer comes to a wane.