I was so excited to post the trip report about the climb on North Maroon Peak that I left out everything about the rest of the trip, so following this post will be the other days of the trip, Enjoy...
Day 1
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Having to work on Friday, I devised a scheme to get me CO bound a little quicker. For work we had set up two forest inventory plots in north Hudspeth CO here in Texas, one for Thursday and one for Friday, with the intent of me following Charles (my resource specialist) up in my personal vehicle and departing for CO after finishing the plot. Well it turned out the first plot we visited on Thursday was non-forested and thus took us all of 20 minutes to look at (including the hike). So with a bunch of time left to fill the day we drove to the other plot, which was close to the highway, this one too turned out to be non-forest also. Well, with no plot set up for Friday, I was free to make my way to CO.

So I packed up my car Thursday night and after a good night sleep, woke up and departed early at 7am . Knowing that my counterparts (
Matt,
Chris, and Andy) would only be leaving sometime that evening I had a good deal of time to kill in the drive. So I decided to do a little sight-seeing along the way, with the first destination being White Sands National Monument in New Mexico. After a long drive which included, driving on the wrong side of the road in Van Horn (guess I was still a little tired), navigating through El Paso (which is a city best avoided) and a surprise Border Patrol Checkpoint (just outside of White Sands which was close to 100 miles from the nearest border crossing) I finally made it. And it was well worth, White Sands if nothing else is definitely something worth seeing. As you make your way from the highway the landscape changes from typical chihuahuan desert to a fairly barren landscape with gray colored sand to sand so white you would think it was snow. And while I can say White Sands is a sight to behold, other then that there isn't a whole lot to do in the park. Having only 3 hiking trails in which one was 5 miles, too long for the amount of time I had to spend there, and the other two being less then a half mile; and although it is a popular place to go sledding, not having a sled and unwilling to buy a sled at the visitor center, I spent very little time here; merely driving through climbing a dune and snapping some photos and I was again on my way.
Back on the Highway I had a long, boring drive ahead. Heading North on US 54 through central New Mexico is no treat. Surrounded by nothing but desert for miles in either direction for most of the way on a road that has a speed limit of 55, which is way to low for what this road is, I pushed on counting each turn I made as nothing but progress towards a greater destination. As I approached the outskirts of Santa Fe on US 285, traffic began to increase and I counted this as sign that I was soon approaching my destination for the evening.
Prior to leaving on this journey I looked up several camping spots outside of Santa Fe that I could stay at for a night, and now that I was in Santa Fe I soon realized I had no idea how to get to them. Fortunately I have a GPS and once I found a place to pull over I was able to look at it and eventually find the road that I needed to be on to get there. As I drove through Santa Fe I began to fall in love with the town. It is unlike any city I have ever been in before, there are very few main roads going through it, and it consists mostly of side streets, and all of the houses are adobes creating a feel unfamiliar to a city. All this and it's relation to a national forest and places to recreate make Santa Fe seem like it would be an excellent place to live. Eventually I made it into the national forest and was met with a pleasant scenic drive up a winding valley into the mountains where the Aspen were unfortunately past their peak color, nevertheless it was a quick reminder to me that fall actually exists outside of Texas, and then I finally arrived at the camping area I had in mind.
As I approached I saw that there were a lot of cars in the parking lot and my heart sunk as I quickly assumed that all these people were here to camp. But as I got out and inspected the situation I soon found that all of the campsites but 3 were open, while the rest of the people were using the nearby hiking trails, and I would eventually find out why so few people were camping. The day before I left Alpine the temps. were in the upper 80's so here I was relieved to find the temps a refreshing mid 40's, but it wouldn't stay that way for long.
Well after inspecting all of the available sites I decided I did not want to camp next to the highway, and choose a campsite a little further back from the parking area and thus had to make several trips carrying all of my gear from the car. So, once I had everything I needed from the car, I began to set up my tent and settle in, but before I could make myself supper I had to filter some water from a nearby gentle stream, which only added to the experience. Once I had all the water I needed I made the standard backpacking meal consisting of a fine prepackaged lipton meal that I spruced up by combining with a can of chicken, I topped it all off with dessert consisting of a brownie I had made some time before I left, but was all the more amazing in that situation. Then I got comfortable in my tent, and read a little before drifting off to sleep. Well as cold as it was when I arrived as I slept it got much colder through the night, no wonder no else wanted to camp here