Ten people went to Red River, NM this year. The Aspen were a little green due to the slightly warmer
weather. But it was still very pleasant - high's in the upper 60's and no rain. Nice. Dad continued his
generous tradition of paying for everyone's dinner at Texas Reds. And Chuck bought the drinks. Thanks guys!
Lunch at the Dairy Bar in Red River
These three are very good at Double Solitaire!
Normally the fence near our cabins at the Rio Colorado Lodge has
a dozen red straps hanging from it. We didn't trailer any dirt bikes or 4-wheelers this year, so we
really didn't need to bring any straps. But I hung one just for old time's sake :)
Dad with the intersecton of the Red River and Rio Grande behind him. The rivers flow from right to left,
and they converge about 2 fists above Dad's right hand. The Wild Rivers Recreation Area is
located within the Rio Grande Del Norte National Monument and is well worth seeing.
After we saw the confluence of the Red River & Rio Grande, a few of us drove to the John
Dunn Bridge on the Rio Grande near Arroyo Hondo. It's a beautiful drive there. Dad is talking with an
interesting local who told us a little history about that bridge.
Chuck relaxing on the square in Taos
Preparing for lunch near Midnight Meadows
The hamburgers were delicious at the cookout near our cabins. And Chuck's potato salad was
The annual Crossing Of The Creek!
The pancake breakfast at the Speck/Speir cabin was fabulous
Chip & I on the hiking trail to Middle Fork Lake. Tim, who took the picture, was also on this hike.
Debbie, P.J., and Judy in an old mine near the Carabel Mine trail. Nancy was on the hike too and took the picture.
Chuck was washer pitchin' champion again this year. He is a machine!