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We Left Our Dignity at the Four Corners Monument

Sign reading "Welcome to Four Corners U.S.A."

Four Corners is on Navajo tribal land. The site is administered by Navajo Nation Parks and Recreation.

Herman and I don’t have much of a bucket list, but one thing that was on it was to stand atop the Four Corners Monument–the point where the borders of Utah, Colorado, New Mexico, and Arizona intersect.  There is something about the idea of being in four states at once that brings out the silly kid in each of us.

Herman crouching with a hand or foot in each of four states.

Herman lives the dream, a hand or a foot in one of four states.

 

Charlotte doing yoga pose Downward Dog with a hand or foot in each of four states.

This may be how I threw my back out. Downward Dog in four states.

 

We planned to do it the last time we were on an expedition out West, but after we braved barren lands, big winds, and swirling sand between Monument Valley, Utah, and Cortez, Colorado, we were so disappointed to find a big “Closed for Construction” sign slapped across the highway marker for the Four Corners Monument.

This time we went a good 200 miles out of our way to try again. And succeeded.  As I overheard Herman tell one of our kids on the phone, “There’s no way to do it without sticking your butt in the air, but it was worth it.”

Herman and Charlotte standing on the four corners plaque.

Two people, two states each.

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And He Can Fix Your RV

Larry Blevins, owner of Larry’s Mobile RV and Marine Repair, wails on the sax with the 24/7 Blues Band.

Talk about serendipity. Storm clouds with silver linings. When we pulled into Las Cruces, New Mexico, a few stops ago, every single electrical outlet in the motorhome suddenly went on the fritz.

We were not, as the expression goes, happy campers. For that matter, we are not exactly campers. Without our Mr. Coffee, phone chargers, and hair dryer, we felt a little frantic and a lot bereft. Continue reading

Acoma Pueblo and Sky City

Drive 60 miles west of Albuquerque on Interstate 40. Turn onto a dusty two-lane road that leads 16 miles into the tribal territory of the Acoma Pueblo. Pass abandoned and inhabited adobe dwellings; overgrazed, arid land; and fortress-like natural walls formed of sandstone blocks.

Speculate on towering monoliths sculpted by water and stranded by centuries of winds that every afternoon gust up to 25 or 30 miles per hour. Sacred places? Idols? Homes to gods? Hard to tell. A sign jabbed into the ground simply reads “Off Limits.”

Sculpted by Water and Wind

Keep driving.  Arrive at last at a modernistic building plunked in the middle of this beautiful nowhere: Sky City Cultural Center. But you’re not really there yet.

The outside wall of the Sky City Cultural Center under a deep blue New Mexico Sun.

Sky City Cultural Center

Peer hard at the top of the mesa behind the Cultural Center and barely make out a complex of adobe and sandstone block buildings. This is Old Acoma: Sky City.

Acoma pueblo atop a mesa at Sky City, New Mexico.

The Cliff Dwellings at Sky City

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