We are still very much in the desert, and these swirls of dust are a common sight, known as Chiindii by the Navojos, sounds much more spiritual than Dust devil!
“Can you hear that noise?” A question John has asked me many times in various vehicles over the last 26 years. I don’t think I have ever answered yes! For me any strange noise originating from a vehicle is easily rectified by increasing the volume of the radio, sorted! I realise this flippant manner is ridiculous and it’s a good job John takes this type of issue seriously. So, he had the front wheels off to check for dry wheel bearings. Luckily (well kind of) all was well with the bearings but he can still hear a noise. It seems to get worse when we’ve been on the road for a few hours. Tomorrow will be a good test as we cross the border into Mexico and want to get a few hundred miles south in what is likely to be plus 38c temperatures based on what we’ve had the last few days. Watch this space.
Our last sightseeing trip in the US was the White Sands National Monument, aptly named don’t you think?
Can you spot Juanita?
By the time we left at noon the temperature was over 30C but the sand which is a actually gypsum was lovely and cool to walk on. Before being given national monument status in 1933 the areas was thought to be a possible site for gypsum mining but the price of raw gypsum was very low at the time. In the museum, there was a board that stated the average human would consume approximately 28lbs of gypsum in their lifetime! Apparently mainly from beer, wine, blue cheese, canned foods and toothpaste and if you like to lick plasterboard it could be more!
As we headed out of New Mexico and into Arizona we came to a US customs checkpoint. We were travelling parallel to the Mexican border and didn’t expect to be stopped and questioned until be actually crossed into Mexico. On hearing we weren’t US nationals we were asked for our passports, we had copies to hand but the originals were tucked away. Initially we were told we had to get them out but the next question was “Where are you going after the US?”, when we confirmed it was Mexico the passports seemed to be forgotten and questioning switched to, “Are you going alone”, “Without a guide” and her final comment was “Well I wouldn’t be going down there!”
Mexico really does bring such mixed reactions, from those that have been, those that haven’t been plus the myriad of information in the media.
Well, we want to go and we’ll be fine, sensible and fine.🌵🌴🌺🌮☀️.