Killing time . . .

Day three of our delayed departure as we await the fate of our air travel pending continued eruptions of the Icelandic volcano. The day dawned cool, clear and calm; so, we quickly packed a picnic lunch and headed west to the northeast corner of New Mexico.

This view looking north from the crest of a butte shows Black Mesa in the background which is the highest point in Oklahoma at nearly 5000 ft just a few miles to the east.

Bare trees along the river bed define the beginning of the Cimarron River. Just to the south over my shoulder a few miles is the famous Sante Fe trail.

With the exception of range cattle and fences and a lonely dirt road, this country has not changed in a millennium.

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