Next I drove to Fort Stockton, a small town in the middle of West Texas. I remarked to the fellow at the desk I had been there several times, each time experiencing a sand storm. He allowed that happens a lot in summer, but not this time of year. He was right, since that night we had a sleet storm move in, covering everything with a sheet of ice and leading to my late departure to avoid icy highways. As a bonus, there was a heavy fog that persisted until noon. Thanks to changing the time zone, I had an extra hour to make it to Deming, NM.
Deming is a town of roughly 15,000 residents who enjoy hot, dry summers and fairly mild winters. The town was settled in 1881, when two major railroads joined tracks here, becoming the second trans-continental railroad. It is a haven for rock collectors, known as "Rockhounds", and has a nearby state park appropriately named "Rockhound State Park". Other state parks in the area are Spring Canyon, in the Florida (pronounced Flo-REE-da) Mountains, and City of Rocks State Park, which I visited some twenty years ago. About thirty-five miles south of town, on the border with Mexico, is the tiny village of Columbus. In 1916, Mexican revolutionary General Pancho Villa raided Columbus, the only land invasion of the U.S. in history. Escaping back into Mexico, Villa was pursued by Army General "Black Jack" Pershing. Despite spending nine months in Mexico, Pershing's forces were unable to capture Villa and were recalled when the U.S. entered WW I.
|Florida Mountains from my campground.|
|First night sunset|
Here are a few photos from Spring Canyon.
Over the next few days, I plan to visit City of Rocks State Park and also look for petroglyphs said to be in nearby canyons.