Alien Forms, true and not seen!
Reporting from Roswell
Forth of July Weekend, Annual UFO festival
The Roswell Informer, just off the wire reads:
Humans, refuse to accept lake has no bottom, “It must have a bottom”’ explained one bewildered human”, “then how does all the water stay in?”
“Roswell’s four mild make it perfect vacation destination for any specicies”.
Roswell, nice town, obsessed by UFO’s.
There are numerous OFO museums, research centers, and shops here, the locals tell me when the visitors come for the UFO festival, and they hide like good humans would when invaded. Remember “War of the Worlds”.
A few eateries, mainly Mexican and the /cowboy Café, must be one in every SW town, stopped at the Heavenly Coffee shop, nice folks, they have internet access. I even left with some day old muffins and cherry turnovers. Good camping food.
Heading south on SR 285, long, dry, hot road, not much to look at.
Destination Carlsbad Caverns, this has been on my agenda, from the start.
Stopping in Artesia, been told about La Fonda Mexican restaurant, all you can eat buffet, it’s OK. Like the old days, when I was younger, camping for weeks, we would go to King’s Table, eat enough for a few days.
Carlsbad Caverns 2pm, just in time to do the whole thing, they say they will turn the lights off. Got a pamphlet in Spanish.
A Mescalero Apache legend tells of a tribal medicine man who was last seen disappearing into the darkness of the cave, beating his medicine drum.
The Apaches make annual pilgrimage to leave food offerings at the cave entrance.
Local ranchers attracted by bats flying out of this hole in the ground, found this entrance in the 1880’s.
The Miners explored the cave in their free time. The curiosity of one man carried him far into the cave. The stories of fabulous sights bought more & more people to see the underground wonders.
Carlsbad Caverns National Monument was established on Oct. 25, 1923.
800,000 years ago, caves started to form, the Big Room is the largest natural limestone chamber in the U.S. with a length of four thousand feet, a width of 625 feet and its greatest ceiling height of 255 feet. It covers 53 acres. There are great wonders to look at. It takes about 3 hours to walk though, take lots of batteries for the camera, I ran short of the Big Room, a bought the DVD to look at later.
Wonders that take thousands of years, our lives are so short to nature’s wonders.
BATS, every evening you can watch thousands of bats, thick as smoke funnel out of the cave. Sixteen species of these amazing flying mammals have been identified in the park. The most common is the Mexican Freetail.
The formations are a fest for the eyes! Well worth the trip, plus it’s 56 degrees always.
Sitting here at my camp, drinking Roswell Alien Amber Ale, not bad for Alien Beer.
Into Texas, my birthplace, south of the Caverns is Guadeloupe Mountains Natural Park. The tallest mountain in Texas,8749 feet.
Down hill from here.
Beautiful campgrounds, sitting between Hunter Peak and Guadalupe Peak, birds chirping, cactus is blooming and only a few bugs.
There are mountain lions, so watch the little ones, or not.
The desert, the bloom of the cactus flower…the thunder cloud, light show of a summer storm…the howl of a coyote at dusk..a lizard barking in the warm morning sun…
A good way for to start my journey into the Motherland.
Across Texas West to East.
May 22, 2006
58.0 mpg/ 165.7 miles travels
Forth of July Weekend, Annual UFO festival
The Roswell Informer, just off the wire reads:
Humans, refuse to accept lake has no bottom, “It must have a bottom”’ explained one bewildered human”, “then how does all the water stay in?”
“Roswell’s four mild make it perfect vacation destination for any specicies”.
Roswell, nice town, obsessed by UFO’s.
There are numerous OFO museums, research centers, and shops here, the locals tell me when the visitors come for the UFO festival, and they hide like good humans would when invaded. Remember “War of the Worlds”.
A few eateries, mainly Mexican and the /cowboy Café, must be one in every SW town, stopped at the Heavenly Coffee shop, nice folks, they have internet access. I even left with some day old muffins and cherry turnovers. Good camping food.
Heading south on SR 285, long, dry, hot road, not much to look at.
Destination Carlsbad Caverns, this has been on my agenda, from the start.
Stopping in Artesia, been told about La Fonda Mexican restaurant, all you can eat buffet, it’s OK. Like the old days, when I was younger, camping for weeks, we would go to King’s Table, eat enough for a few days.
Carlsbad Caverns 2pm, just in time to do the whole thing, they say they will turn the lights off. Got a pamphlet in Spanish.
A Mescalero Apache legend tells of a tribal medicine man who was last seen disappearing into the darkness of the cave, beating his medicine drum.
The Apaches make annual pilgrimage to leave food offerings at the cave entrance.
Local ranchers attracted by bats flying out of this hole in the ground, found this entrance in the 1880’s.
The Miners explored the cave in their free time. The curiosity of one man carried him far into the cave. The stories of fabulous sights bought more & more people to see the underground wonders.
Carlsbad Caverns National Monument was established on Oct. 25, 1923.
800,000 years ago, caves started to form, the Big Room is the largest natural limestone chamber in the U.S. with a length of four thousand feet, a width of 625 feet and its greatest ceiling height of 255 feet. It covers 53 acres. There are great wonders to look at. It takes about 3 hours to walk though, take lots of batteries for the camera, I ran short of the Big Room, a bought the DVD to look at later.
Wonders that take thousands of years, our lives are so short to nature’s wonders.
BATS, every evening you can watch thousands of bats, thick as smoke funnel out of the cave. Sixteen species of these amazing flying mammals have been identified in the park. The most common is the Mexican Freetail.
The formations are a fest for the eyes! Well worth the trip, plus it’s 56 degrees always.
Sitting here at my camp, drinking Roswell Alien Amber Ale, not bad for Alien Beer.
Into Texas, my birthplace, south of the Caverns is Guadeloupe Mountains Natural Park. The tallest mountain in Texas,8749 feet.
Down hill from here.
Beautiful campgrounds, sitting between Hunter Peak and Guadalupe Peak, birds chirping, cactus is blooming and only a few bugs.
There are mountain lions, so watch the little ones, or not.
The desert, the bloom of the cactus flower…the thunder cloud, light show of a summer storm…the howl of a coyote at dusk..a lizard barking in the warm morning sun…
A good way for to start my journey into the Motherland.
Across Texas West to East.
May 22, 2006
58.0 mpg/ 165.7 miles travels
posted by oregonman at 9:06 AM
2 Comments:
Great description of the caverns and scene to you that night; it was easy to imagine being there. I'm glad you are experiencing the different beers accross the country too.
Yay for TEXAS! Seriously, please eat some pie there. I mean it!
And I hope you saved some guano from the bats!
:)
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