The once mighty Rio Grande has been dammed up, throttled down, and so choked off, that now it only exists at the whim of man.
When I got up this morning it was chilly but nothing that a long sleeve shirt wouldn't fix. And by lunch it was already 70° outside.
I walked around, took a few pictures, and chatted with a guy that was riding by on a bicycle. It turns out he's a retired Park Ranger who lives just down the street from where I'm boondocked and had worked at elephant Butte state Park up until two years ago. And among other things he explained the Rio Grande River situation to me.
He said that up until 10 days ago the river had been running fast and furious as the Elephant Butte dam had been opened up to let more water out, but now the dam wasn't letting anything out and that's why the river looked so bad. Apparently all that has to do with the control of the river and the needs of the farmers in the area. It made me feel a little better to know that the river doesn't always look like this, I'm just apparently unlucky enough to be here when the dam is holding everything back.
I'm planning on heading South tomorrow morning but I think I'll stop at Elephant Butte state Park and see if there's a boondocking spot that I like. If so I may stay there a couple of days before I get on down the road, Elephant Butte as always been one of my favorite places.