Trip Report: Taos and Back, a Stereotypical Northern NM Day
Mid week spontaneity is something we all need time and again. Thanks to those who serve, we had an extra day this week to go enjoy the freedoms they protected. Since little snow has settled on the mountains it is still all about cycling. Where to this time? How about a day in Taos.
Heading north Asher and I stop at a northern NM landmark: El Parasol. This little taco stand off of the main drag has been a well known establishment for decades and today was our morning fuel. After a quick burrito to get the blood flowing, we drove through the gorge, following the Rio Grande, up to the Rift Valley Trail.
The Rift Valley Trail snakes it’s way through the sage flats to the edge of the Rio Grande Gorge. The spectacular views make this not-so-technical trail worth the stop, even if it is only a few miles of singletrack. Instead of taking the mountain bikes, we decided on our cross bikes to keep things more interesting. One must be careful though because it’s easy to gain too much speed and not have the braking power necessary to maintain control through turns on such small tires!
After some hot laps and soaking in the views, we stopped to check out some Native American petroglpyhs near a wash off the trail. The basalt boulders that make up this region were popular canvases for the artists and today we can still view their beautiful designs.
The wind began to pick up and our minds were set on some cold refreshments so we made our way back to the car and set off for our next destination.
Which destination? Taos Mesa Brewing. This fairly new brewery came onto the scene with a unique ambiance and eccentric beers. The old airport hangar provides ample space, but it’s the atypical typical Taos flare that makes this place a wonderful destination.
Satisfied with our choice of beverages, the route continues across the Taos Bridge and onto the mesa leading towards the small village of Ojo Caliente. Here lies one of the gems of northern New Mexico–a series of natural hot springs that has given rise to a spa and resort. The beautiful setting, chilly fall air, and the smell of pinon fires set the scene for a beatiful evening enjoying the healing waters of Ojo and watching the stars appear.
Alas, all great things must come to an end. Back south, towards Santa Fe, satisfied and refreshed for another day.
