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We are Gypsies who like it Risky.

Outer Space to The Old West

Outer Space to The Old West

The gypsies have landed

The gypsies have landed

With The Old Man’s disappointment at the weather and not being able to see the stars added with the fact he needed to catch up on some work from his driving stint on Friday it was up to me to get us to Roswell.  Bet you can’t guess what the weather was like.  Yep rainy, windy (as all get out) I guess Luna just prefers when I drive her through the storms.

At the New Mexico/Texas border the Old Man took over for me so I could take a break from the stormy weather,in reality he gets bored if he has to sit in the passenger seat with nothing to do. Of course fifteen minutes into our drive the clouds break, the wind stops and the sun comes out. I was so mad, stupid weather. Stupid Old Man getting all the breaks.

The pups are excited to get to go on our adventures, just too sure they really wanted to meet aliens. 

The pups are excited to get to go on our adventures, just too sure they really wanted to meet aliens. 

While we ran away from the rain we did not run away from the cold. We managed to get into Rosewell with no issues, found a place for lunch, and then headed over to the UFO Museum, which is pet friendly so the pups got to join as we learned all about what happened in Roswell in the fifties. While The Old Man and I enjoyed the display and it was fun to see all the newspaper headlines, Simon was not a fan of the aliens and especially the moving UFO they had set up.  We cruised the museum, bought a few postcards and then headed back onto the road. We had a deadline to get to Phoenix so we picked a place to stay a bit further west than Rosewell.  

There is snow in them mountains. 

There is snow in them mountains. 

We were excited to drive through the mountains until we had to stop for gas and get out. BRRRRRR of course driving past snow still on the ground was scary enough. Jayne who had hopped on my lap to see what was up, was drooling over the snow. I think someone misses New England a little bit.  Thankfully as we drove further back toward sea level we lost the snow, but kept the cold.  On the way down the mountain we saw the sign for White Sands National Monument and decided we had to make a quick trip.  We were too late for the visitor center, but the park was still open for the Dune Drive and a sunset walk.  We didn’t choose to partake in the walk, but we drove to the perfect dune (one that started with not a lot of people) and waited for sunset.  White Sands was amazing. The dunes are amazing, the pups had fun running up and down in the sand.  It was still really cold, but sunset was pretty amazing as well.  The Old Man was certain they had some sort of something stating where the tested the Atomic Bomb, but we didn’t find it and as stated before it was too late to ask anyone.  

We left White Sands and continued on after about an hour of driving we parked ourselves in the most glamorous campsite ever, a Walmart parking lot and bedded down for the night.  Realizing that we may need warmer blanket we got up early, shopped for supplies, and headed off back to the road to Phoenix.

The rest of the road to Phoenix was not only amazing it was much much warmer. A billboard for Tombstone on the horizon and we decided we had the time to make a bit of detour.  After all we made need to be somewhere, but isn’t Riskypsy all about seeing the sights.  The little kid in The Old Man (yes believe it or not there really is one) was super excited to see the shoot out at the OK Corral and while not dog friendly; “they don’t like the gun fire” as we were told, I made him go alone and the pups and I toured the town.

Tombstone “the town too tough to die” was quite fun in a good hokey way. Their are people dressed in period costumes walking around and the buildings remain the way they were back in the time of Wyatt Earp and Doc Holiday.  It doesn’t help that we just finished watching a series called Wynonna Earp that while hokey as well, really got us to love Doc Holiday.  

When our twenty five minutes were up the pups and I headed to find The Old Man and tell him about Doc Holiday Saloon we found. It was empty with only one person in it, the pups were welcome and we came in and had a beer. Sure we could have gone down to the Saloon that was once Wyatt Earp’s, but it was crazy busy, and I am guessing not as dog friendly (but I don’t know sure so don’t quote me).

We ran into some locals (not in period dress) and chatted with them, had a few beers, and then decided we best be on the way. We finished up our drive into Phoenix found our home for the night, Eagle View RV Park so that I could get laundry done and clean up Luna from her red clay, white sand adventures. Living in a van clean sheet day is the best and something I always took a wee bit for granted when I lived in a house.

Next up for this crazy band of gypsies is Canada for the Old Man and Camp Verde for the rest of us. Going to be a lot of alone time in Luna for the pups and me, but I feel we are up to the task.

Some Like It Hot.

Some Like It Hot.

Rainy Night Blues