New Mexico Get Ready for R'ome

At 8:30 Sunday morning, January 24, we left Buck Creek RV Park.   We got on I-20 and just a little bit later we see this massive field of wind turbines. 

Then we start hearing noises coming coming from the belly of R'ome, the bottom storage space. The noises are loud, clanking, clattering.  It sounds as if something is bumping R'ome. At first we think it's probably just the wind against the RV, because the wind is pretty powerful today. It keeps getting worse, so we pull over and make sure all the doors are shut and locked. We get back on the road, but the noise keeps going on and on. Quickly, we stop again to check things out. Pop opens one of the storage compartment doors, and he thinks it was the fishing rods hitting the sides of the storage compartment. So he tries to get them out, and the hook of one of the lines gets caught on the carpet of the RV storage space. He tries to get it out but can't, because the space the rods were in stretches from one side of the RV to the other side and gets very narrow.  So he couldn't unhook the hook. My mom is like, "Well, let's get one of the kids in there," so I go into the belly of the RV and unhooked it from the carpet. Pop removes the hook.  To keep the fishing rods from knocking again we wrap them in towels. 

Well, while we were doing that a woman comes over with a card and asks if we need any help. We tell her, "no."  Not even five minutes later a guy pulls in and comes toward us with the same business card and a truck full of junk, if you ask me.  He starts talking to us. 

Grammy saw that the tip of one of his finger was off and asks him how it happened. Here's the story. He was a senior in high school and had taken a welding class, trying to figure out what he wanted to do with his life.  He was using the grinder and someone came behind him and bumped him.  He ground the tip of his finger. He didn't take care of it, because he was busy with school.  It got infected, and they had to take it off.  

The fishing rods are secure, the story is told, and we start to leave.  He starts pointing at our tire like something is wrong, so Grammy gets out of the RV. She says she hears something, so he fixes our so called maybe needs to be repaired tire. We get on the road again and there are no strange noises.  We stop and find another cool mosaic in a rest area!

 

We stopped and my mom made me read a sign claiming if my aunt were here she would make us read it.

We also saw a bunch of flat land.

Today was a really big day for mom.  Now I don't know if any of you know this but she has a history of wrecking Grammy and Pop's cars. Her last wreck in their car she didn't swerve and a buck came charging at her. Insurance paid, because it was wildlife and not her swerving that caused the damage. So today she drove the RV for the first time. I wouldn't call it a really big accomplishment, because we were in the middle of Texas.  At this point there was little wind, no cars, and no curves. I could probably have done it. Still she made it, but we kept telling her if you see an animal just hit it. She missed two tumbleweeds.

A little while after Pop switched back into the driver's seat, and we drove into New Mexico!

We stopped at Brantley Lake State Park, and we took a short hike to the lake.

We have had so much fun, and it's only the third day!!