I hate to drive long distances (over four hours away), so after I got to Santa Fe, there was the question of how to get back. I could take a plane ($$$) to Denver, and then take the shuttle home. Or I could take the train and see if I still liked it as a way to travel. I hadn’t taken a train in America in years (at least 35), but I had taken trains in Europe, so I decided to give it a go.
The first issue: the train doesn’t actually go to Santa Fe (because of the grade), so it was off to Lamy, NM.
The train creeps along a similar, but slightly different path than the interstate (motorway). I wondered who had lived in these adobe ruins, and how long ago that was.
This ruin was the Casteneda Hotel, built by Fred Harvey to draw tourists to the southwest. It hasn’t been in use for years, but someone with deep pockets is renovating the place in the hope of attracting rich tourists (who like to ride the train) again.
The train does feature this lovely observation car so that one can watch the scenery as it goes by. No photos, but I did see wild turkeys, buffalo, deer, antelope and elk as we rolled along.
This is M’s uncle’s place, and I know that I have posted pictures from the house looking towards the tracks. That’s Santa Clara mesa in the background.
And I know I have posted lots of pictures of the mound, too bad that it was an overcast day this time. And you can see that it is dry as a bone there.
The beautiful high plains of New Mexico, with Capulin in the distance. I never get tired of this view, although I am usually looking at it from the other direction as I come over Raton Pass. Yes it was definitely a great idea to ride the train this time.