Festival day 2, we slept in. This day, we decided to see the festival from our RV. Instead of getting up and to the field at 5:30 AM, we got up at 6 AM in time for the Dawn Patrol. We saw the balloons out our front window glowing and going up.
It seemed the wind was blowing the wrong direction and they wouldn't be coming our way.
So I walked down to the launch field and watched.
Then I noticed they were moving towards the RV parking area where we were. I boogied back to the RV and got up on our roof.
Is this crazy or what!
Our solar panels are keeping us charged really well.
I haven't needed to fire up our generator while we have been here, unlike many folks around us. Green is good!
Later in the day, we drove up to Sandia Crest. This is the big mountain to the east of Albuquerque. Albuquerque is a mile high, like Denver, and Sandia Crest is a mile above the city at 10,672 feet. It was a nice drive up the back side. There were lots of picnic areas and hiking trails. At the top was a cafe and gift shop, along with a bunch of communication towers and a killer view.
Fourty six years ago, I was up here with my Army buddies, and we even skied at the Sandia Ski Area up here.
That afternoon, we criused down Central Avenue (Route 66). Nothing looked the same as I remembered it. 46 years is a long time.
We cruised through Albuquerque Old Town. Sunday was a busy day and we couldn't find a parking spot. Oh well, we took some pictures of the area. Lots of touristy shops, eateries, and Mariachi bands playing.
Hey, there's Herbie!
We are enjoying the balloon festival and the sights of Albuquerque.
Fergs .... out!