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I can’t believe it, we’ve been in Santa Fe for a week – Guess it’s time to move on!
Albuquerque, 70 miles south is 1,000 feet lower in elevation than Santa Fe and decidedly hotter. It’s still cool in the evening and morning though. A proprietor in a jewellery shop in Old Town Albuquerque told us that the weather is a month ahead of itself – unseasonably hot.
I was really surprised to see a lot of flowering trees around Albuquerque – there must be an abundance of water. The muddy Rio Grande flows right through the middle of town and with the snow melt from the north, there was plenty of water flowing. A small city with not much of a city skyline, it’s nevertheless full of cars and the resultant smog. Hugging the western border of town is Petroglyph National Park. There are so many prehistoric rock engravings on the large volcanic stones. I find it amazing that this 1,000 year old graffiti is still visible but also wonder why their artistic skills were so childlike. I guess there were no DaVinci’s or Michaelangelo’s in the tribes. The area of the park we visited is so accessible bordering suburban tracts that some of today’s youth have added their etchings, and some of them have just taken guns and shot at them, damaging these pieces of history.
We walked miles and miles and miles along the Rio Grande on the quest for geocaches. We started early when it was cool but by noon it was getting exceedingly sweaty. We met some people walking their dogs along the Rio Grande Bosque Park trail and stopped to chat. “This weather is one month ahead of itself” said one, wiping the sweat from his brow. . I thought it was awfully hot – turned out it was in the middle 80’s. They were fascinated when we told them we came from Canada because I don’t think that anyone other than locals ever walks these trails..
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