After finding that wonderful campsite at the top of an 8000 foot high mesa, we needed to take a bike ride into town, in order to really feel at home. We enjoyed the smoothest dirt road ever! The county had sent the road grader out. What heroes those guys are.
On the way to town we passed a modest historical marker for the Battle of Glorieta Pass, the so-called 'Gettysburg of the West.' That might be stretching it a little, but apparently it was the biggest battle in the West. I had honored the occasion by rewatching the spaghetti western, The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly, in which the main battle was supposed to be at Glorieta Pass. It was shot in Spain of course.
Our camp was 1000 feet above town, so the ride in should have been a breeze. Instead, the pedaling seemed hard due to a slow leak in the tire. Naturally it was a goathead. Now why do they call them 'goatheads,' you wonder? Look carefully:
On the way to town we passed a modest historical marker for the Battle of Glorieta Pass, the so-called 'Gettysburg of the West.' That might be stretching it a little, but apparently it was the biggest battle in the West. I had honored the occasion by rewatching the spaghetti western, The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly, in which the main battle was supposed to be at Glorieta Pass. It was shot in Spain of course.
Our camp was 1000 feet above town, so the ride in should have been a breeze. Instead, the pedaling seemed hard due to a slow leak in the tire. Naturally it was a goathead. Now why do they call them 'goatheads,' you wonder? Look carefully:
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