Today I drove to the top of Sandia Peak, elev. 10,600 feet.It was a very clear, mild, sunny day and the views were great.
On the way down, my GPS said the shortest way home was by a secondary road, Rts. 44 and 165. At the turnoff, I looked and the road was narrow, plowed, but covered in packed snow. The sign said, "Steep Hill". I thought about it, then decided that I can't get adventure by sticking to highways. I started down. Three miles later, I had decended from 8867 feet to 6600 feet, an average of 13%, all on packed snow and ice, not a single clear section, no sand or salt, and no guide rails. I was never so glad for the lessons my father taught me about driving on snow as I was today. FUN DAY, though!
I am a retired civil engineer. For most of my life, I designed roads and worked to improve their safety. Now it is time for me to explore them. My focus in this blog will be to share where I am and what I am seeing, so that you may share to some extent in my adventure.