Ever since I spent time living with the Sandhill Cranes, and getting up before sunrise, I can't seem to get back to my normal sleep schedule. So now I'm walking around at 6 o'clock in the morning with nothing to do.... Danged birds!
I moved back to my previous boondocking spot, and I'll be here for two nights. I have no idea what I want to do after that; it looks like the City of Rocks State Park up near Silver City is full. So I could go up I-25 to Leasburg Dam or Caballo Lake State Park, Pronounced ka-buy-yo.
Elephant Butte State Park is where I want to end up. And since Elephant Butte has a two-week stay limit, like almost all state parks, I have to wait before I can get there, or I might get kicked out of the park right before the Easter holidays. I doubt if any place in New Mexico will have a place for me to stay during Easter if I don't get to a State Park like Elephant Butte.
So, I have to kill some time between here at Rockhound State Park and Elephant Butte State Park, and at the moment, I'm not sure where that will be. But I'm pretty sure by the time I have to move out of here; my procrastination will be compelled to get out of the way. My lackadaisical attitude about the problem will be forced into doing something, causing my boondocking superpower to kick in, and all will end well.... Or at least it has so far.
Since I had nothing to do this early in the morning I decided to take a walk on one of the walking paths at Rockhound. This path starts at the far right side of the campground, goes about one third of the way up these hills you're looking at, and comes back down the far left side of the campground.
What few slopes there are, are very gradual,
Famous baseball player, coach, and manager Yogi Berra, once said "when you come to a fork in the road, take it"... So I did.
The spots where you cross the dry washes were a bit steeper than the main part of the path but you don't have to do much of that.
If you click this pic you will see Rockhound State Park somewhere down there.
Since I'm walking on these paths in my normal sneakers I worry more about going down than going up. It's mighty easy to have some gravel roll under your foot going downhill. Normally I will walk beside the path just to avoid that problem, but it's been warm enough for the snakes to be out and I don't want to step on any sneaky snakes. But at least all this downhill walking indicates the end of the trail.