Dear glampers,

I’ve driven a lot.  Across the country a few times, with and without kids, toodelling around South Dakota inspecting dumps, traversing Texas for state parks, and dodging raindrops all across the Pacific Northwest.  Mostly driving is just a means to an end for me.  But then there are those roads that come with their own soundtrack, that I will remember driving in daydreams.  Driving the high road to Taos is that kind of drive.

We pulled out of Santa Fe to glamp in Taos for a few days and decided to take the long way there.  The high road to Taos is one of this things travel books say “if you have the time” and so we made the time.  Pulling Honeysuckle Manor, we left the juniper pinyon scrub and watched as the miles melted into pine forests amidst snow capped mountains.  Seeing such drastic changes in ecosystems over a relatively short distance was awesome and lent to my growing suspicion that New Mexico is magic, I bet the american Hogwarts is there, probably an adobe village with gardens of green chile plants that can erase bad memories.

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