I'm headed off to Taos, New Mexico tomorrow. Since New Mexico is the next state over, I though I'd drive. It turns out that when you live in Texas, 'the next state over' is quite a ways. It's fourteen hours to Taos and much of it looks as if it is the kind of place where you watch for 'last gas for 200 miles' kind of signs. I drive to Lubbock, Texas and then that's the last sign of civilization until Clovis. (Not counting Muleshoe. I don't know, can you count Muleshoe?)
My understanding is that if Lubbock is civilization, things are bad.
After Clovis I head for Las Vegas, New Mexico, and then take something called NM65 to NM518 through Sapello and, astonishingly enough, Cleveland, New Mexico.
I have my story ready for critique. I have my cookbooks packed and a bunch of ribeye steaks in a cooler and a 12 pack of Diet Pepsi if things get dicey. I've never seen West Texas but I think I'll see a lot of it. I'll have my computer and may actually check the internet from Taos. Then again, if I'm having a really good time, I may not.