Another travel day, saying good-bye to the mountains, we thought, as well as the Navajo red sandstone. As we departed Cortez, heading south on US 160, we observed why the town of Shiprock is called that, a 9 thousand+ monolith shaped like a ship. Sorry I don't have the pix to show you. Lost with the ones referenced yesterday. We connected with US 550 expecting to be on a two-lane road eventually, but it was divided 4-lane the whole way to I-25, just north of Albuquerque.
We took advantage of the re-establishment of diplomatic relations with Cuba, to enjoy lunch at the McDonald's in Cuba. It has fared very well during the years of broken relations!! Cuba, NM is about 80 miles north, northwest of Albuquerque.
We continued to see wonderful rock formations all the way to Albuquerque.
We were able to get into Kirtland AFB Family Camp, which doesn't take reservations and we had been told by the clerk, during a phone call about one hour from Kirtland, they had one spot open. So we risked that no one else would arrive before we did, and were able to secure a spot overninght.
After setting up camp we went out for a "Last Supper" with Kathie to a restaurant her daughter had recommended in Old Town called High Noon. It was just as good as we'd been told, including a 7-member C&W band called Yeso Stockmen. I think Yeso is the last name of the leader. They are a group who have been playing together for less than 6 months. Their selections were mostly very old country songs. Entertaining while we ate very scrumptious meals.
I drove us back to camp using the directions our GPS provided, but she doesn't know that certain gates at Kirtland AFB close at 6 PM. So when we got to the gate, it was closed and we had to take a detour to get to the open one. Kathie finished packing her suitcase for the trip to the airport in the morning and we all were in bed again by 9PM.
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