After the Meteor Crater stop, I’ve been in travel mode, sucking down the diesel and heading north.
I stopped in Raton, New Mexico, before crossing the Raton Pass into Colorado. Raton means “little rat” and I couldn’t find out why they named the town that. Both days there had thunderstorms with lots of hail and tornado warnings. Raton was mentioned briefly in Jack Kerouac’s On The Road.
We passed Walsenburg; suddenly we passed Trinidad, where Chad King was somewhere off the road in front of a campfire with perhaps a handful of anthropologists and as of yore he too was telling his life story and never dreamed we were passing at that exact moment on the highway, headed for Mexico, telling our own stories. O sad American night! Then we were in New Mexico and passed the rounded rocks of Raton and stopped at a diner, ravingly hungry for hamburgers, some of which we wrapped in a napkin to eat over the border below. “The whole vertical state of Texas lies before us, Sal,” said Dean. “Before we made it horizontal. Every bit as long. We’ll be in Texas in a few minutes and won’t be out till tomorrow this time and won’t stop driving. Think of it.”
–Jack Kerouac – On the Road
No, I’m not really a fan of On the Road, tried to read it a couple of times but couldn’t get into it. Of course, I do love an epic road trip.
Roamward Bound struggled over the Raton pass (8,000 ft) and I was down to 25 mph several times. Piles of hail lined the roads looking like snow in the shadows.
Just south of Colorado Springs, in Fountain, my campsite was along the Fountain Creek, a beautiful setting.
I love the sound of the water falling and the little rock dam could be heard throughout the park. Later this summer I want to see the Fallingwater, the Frank Lloyd Wright home in Pennsylvania, and Niagara Falls.
Many of the campers here seemed to be pot tourists and unaware that most of the counties, including this one, ban recreational sales – it’s pretty much limited to Denver, Pueblo and Boulder.
Taking I-25 north from Fountain traffic was slow and it seemed like every other exit recalled a mass murder. Colorado Springs (New Life Church), Bailey (Platte Canyon High School), Centennial (Arapahoe High School), Littleton (Columbine High School and Deer Creek Jr. High – twice), Aurora (Dark Knight Rises and Chuck E. Cheese), Denver US 40 (Morey Jr. High School 1961), and Stapleton (UAL 626). Maybe I missed a few, these were the ones I noticed. Grim enough for such a beautiful area.
Cheyenne reminds me of Flagstaff with it’s preserved historical downtown and the rails. The area is surrounded by rolling hills covered with grass 3-6 feet high, and ranches the size of a small county.
Lusk, a high plains town in eastern Wyoming, is known for being the county seat of the least populated county in the least populated state in the US. It’s the gateway from the west into the Black Hills of South Dakota.