On Day 2 of our trip to the Southwest we headed from El Paso up to White Sands National Park in New Mexico so that I could ride in the park - and so we could see the expanse of gypsum that is randomly deposited there.
The plan was for me to ride while Steve and Claire did a short 1 mile hike; then they would find me on the ride, which was supposed to be a 16 mile out-and-back.
I started out and was immediately surprised by how much it felt like the beach, and by how much the sand encroached on the road. I should have anticipated that, but didn't.
My pictures are basically all the same. Just amazing blue skies and walls of white sand with occasional brush.
Looking at a landscape like this makes it seem like you're in the desert.
And then the road began to disappear. I knew the end would be packed shale or some other kind of rock, but again I stupidly did not understand I would be riding through sand.
These pictures are funny, because they are literally of nothing. But I thought the contrast and then the ripples in the sand were beautiful. And there were no people on these dunes. In some places, kids were trying to sled down the dunes with sleds rented at the visitor center.
This huge parking lot had tons of picnic tables with covers and grills. I wonder if there is a busier time of year? Because on this day they were all empty. Honestly, it would be kind of awful if all of these were filled with people. The beauty of this park was its stark emptiness.
That black spot in the distance is a single lone truck parked at the bottom of a dune. When I got closer I could see they were unloading sleds for the kids.
While riding around the loop that would turn be back to the visitor center, I actually got a little lost in the multiple parking lots. Kind of ridiculous. But everything looked the same!
And now I'm actually riding through deep sand. I learned it's like riding in snow. You have to keep moving forward or you sink and it's all over.
At one point I had to dismount and walk. Once I was off I couldn't get back on until I got back on solid ground.
Once they finished their hike, they called to catch up to me. When they dropped me off, I'd had a niggling feeling that I was missing something by not doing the hike. So when Steve said it was interesting, we all decided to go back.
I gave up the rest of my ride--it was flat and short anyway!--and Steve and Claire said they would do the hike again so I could see it (thanks Claire!). So we threw my bike into the back of the truck and headed back to the hike.
The hike had many little placards throughout that educated us about the wildlife that somehow survives in this place. Snakes, kit fox, night hawk, tarantula, tarantula hawk, jack rabbits, badgers, bobcats, coyotes, and of course, the grasshopper mouse, which captivated Steve because it is a meat-eating mouse that defends a territory the size of 19 football fields and roars at night to establish dominance. Craziness!
After the hike, we stopped by the visitor center then headed back to El Paso where we tried to go down to the border to La Ciudad Juarez.
And that was State 34! It wasn't much of a bike ride - maybe eight miles - because I jumped in the car with Steve and Claire. The place was too cool to experience alone.











