As morning arrived, we got the heck out of Dodge and headed west again on HWY 56 towards, New Mexico. The change from plains to desert was clear as the landscape lost its green and moved to shades of brown. That and the wind, and the tumble weeds. Very glad we weren’t doing the Santa Fe trail in a covered wagon. It’s long and dull in a car, can’t imagine spending two months on the trail in a wagon. After the Cimmaron National Grasslands, the mountains of New Mexico were a welcome sight.
According to the children’s book on the Santa Fe Trail, Wagon Mound was an important landmark for settlers traveling West. As we came over a ridge on I-25 we saw it and it was unmistakable. A happy marker that the journey was nearly complete.
Here’s a photo of our school books so far