3-13-08: Mariah

I didn’t dawdle and hit the road to see if I could make it to Guadalupe Mountains National Park by evening. I did—over a long hot road through the devastation know as El Paso and some dust storms. It was blowing pretty hard at the park when I arrived and got one of the last open tent sites. I used my old tent and tied it to a fence post then put huge rocks around the inside so I wouldn't blow away during the night. Actually, I slept pretty well with the ear plugs firmly implanted.