We have reached our furthest point south today, White Sands National Monument outside of Alamogordo, NM.
It is also the lowest in elevation we have been in a while too, only 4,334 feet. We no longer get winded bending over to tie our shoes.
I hope Scully and Mulder aren’t too disappointed in us. On our way south, a stop in Roswell was scheduled, but a late start due to a great breakfast and congenial hosts, plus the fact that it was over 90 miles east of our track, making for almost a 200 mile detour, caused us opt out of eating at the UFO Diner and trying to find Morris Fletcher for them.
Three for three on caches today.