Gila and Chiracahua

This and the next few blog entries provide coverage of a trip we took just before we left Roswell. I'm writing this in Ohio 3 weeks after the fact and I can't decide if I want to wax nostalgic or dismiss it all as part of the carefree, frivolous life I've now left behind - the slow and easy ways I traded to move back East to be a college professor. It seems so far away now, as I reflect on what I did today. Which was wait in line at the DMV.



Our first stop was at the Gila National Forest in Southwest New Mexico. Deep in the forest are the Gila Cliff Dwellings, which you see here...behind us.



Krista traverses the Gila River.



Many of the best places we visited in the Southwest were unplanned. Such is the case with Chiracahua National Monument, which we had never heard of prior to asking for recommendations at the Ranger Station in the Gila. It was a perfect stop between the Gila and Tucson, our next destination.



Krista and large balanced rock.



David in front, leaner in the background.