I'm in Gallup, NM, parked at the Fire Rock casino. I’ve stayed here before, and while it’s not scenic, it’s free and convenient and safe. As a thank-you for the free parking, I always eat at the casino dining room, which has been renovated with a new menu. Big improvement. The Prime Rib special is NOT improved, though; I fall for it every time. Just how good could a $9.95 piece of meat be?
As I hoped, yesterday was easy and relaxed. I filled up the tank even though it was 3/4 full. I always try to leave “camp” with a full tank. Gas mileage for the day was 9.65, in spite of the nasty winds for much of the day. Yeah, that’s good mileage.
I did something I rarely do: I stopped to be a tourist. I had time, I wanted to stretch my legs, so I pulled off at Petrified Forest National Park to gawk at the painted desert. Once again I was impressed by what a good job the Park Service does with limited and decreasing resources.
It looks like this. I took a lot of pictures, but they all look the same. So you get the panorama:
Modernity strikes:
Today I head into new territory: the Bisti wilderness area south of Farmington. It’s dispersed camping on BLM land, with unknown cell service. It’s in the same neck of the woods as the Chaco Culture National Historical park, which I dearly love. I know the road in to Chaco, though, and I’m pretty sure the Beast would not be happy.
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