I noticed a woman in the âHigher Grounds Coffee Shopâ wearing a âGoletaâ sweatshirt. Sure enough Betsy* graduated from Dos Pueblos High School. Another small world story.
We rode through all of town again on our way out of town. We continued on highway 84 all the way to the border of New Mexico.
The small town of Chama was all about the history of the narrow gauge railroad of yesteryear. It seemed everything was in this theme. Fosterâs Hotel and bar founded in 1881 was our beer stop and served us burritos âsmotheredâ with green chile sauce. Even the New Mexico license plate claims itâs the âchile capital of the worldâ.
The RV Park we stayed in was nestled in the cottonwood trees such that the breeze made it seem like it was âsnowingâ.
We head to Abiquiu today.
