Blowin' in the Wind

Blowin' in the Wind

Tuesday, April 10th, found us fighting the wind – again. But this time the sun was brilliant, the sky was Carolina blue and it was warm, relatively speaking! So we visited White Sands National Monument, New Mexico. Towering piles of gypsum are really all the monument is, but I loved it. We took off by foot, climbing the ever-shifting, glaringly white dunes. The ‘trails’ are marked with weighted rods sticking out of the sand, but the wind was wreaking havoc with that plan. So we wandered around the ridges, conscious of the fact that you could get lost in the whiteness. Perhaps I miss the beach, or maybe it just seemed so clean (camping makes one dirty), but for whatever reason, this was one of my favorite stops. Missile museums and military installations dotted the highway as we headed out. Put this place on your “to do” list.
PS - In case you folks think I am exaggerating about the wind, I’m not. Until we find a Buick dealer in California, I will exit the car by climbing over the center panel and out the driver’s door. The wind nearly tore the passenger side door off its hinges the other day and it does not close tightly now. Bummer. But if Doug missed his convertible, he can now pretend we’re in it, with the sounds of rushing and whistling air as we drive along.