166. The surprising Bounty of State Parks

And then on to New Mexico, where we lucked again into City of Rocks State Park,
in the vast Chihuahan desert region of the state. This park, centered around an odd burst of giant, volcanic-era boulders, rises from the plains like a great spilled basket of Easter eggs. In the daytime, the park is populated mostly by day tripping New Mexican families, who were happy to wave and herald the arrival of a VW Bus the color of their state flag. And at night, what’s left is a handful of campers willing to go it without electricity beneath an umbrella of stars and planets so bright you can read a map by it. This was one of our favorite campsites of the year and although we couldn’t stay an extra night, I’m certain we’ll be back here someday.









Yes, but what I’m wondering is if any patterns in those bright stars foreshadowed NCAA Tournament bracket picks next week?
“Balmorhea” sounds like a skin condition involving open sores and the yellowest of pus. And yet its waters look so clean, green and inviting. I would like to be there right now. Just right this second, please. Where can I get my own magic orange bus that finds all the best places?
I’d recommend trying The Nickel Ads, power pole flyers or any west coast college campus around tuition payment time.
Are you going to paint a zia symbol on the side of the van?