Riding to Boquillas, Mexico across the Rio Grande river from Big Bend State Park, Texas, USA |
We slept like stargazers in a sea of flying saucers - our last night in Roswell (see Landing in ROSWELL, NEW MEXICO – UFOs, Aliens, Burgers & Americana on the Outskirts of Reality) was surreal in the best way. Between the cow-abducting dreams and Zog (our souvenir grey alien) perched on the nightstand, it was hard not to chuckle as we packed up and fired up Shehzadi for the next leg of our epic journey.
We waved goodbye to the high desert quirks of New Mexico and again steered Shehzadi south on US-285, toward the heart of Far Western Texas. Our destination? The far-off frontier town of Terlingua, perched near the Mexican border, nestled against the mighty spine of Big Bend National Park. But first, we stopped in the proud little town of Pecos, Texas, for lunch - and unexpectedly, to meet a legend.