Last night was in Silver City. A Friday, it was pretty filled up for the weekend, so
I ended up at a less than wonderful motel. It inspired an early departure, even before
breakfast (some of you will find that hard to believe). It was very cold overnight
leaving a thick coat of ice on the car windows.
The route comes out of the mountains onto a plains, broken only by distant mesas, so
featureless I couldn't see any point in taking a photo. I stopped for gas in Deming on I10
and when I asked about a place for breakfast, they assured me there was a Denny's just down the
street. I sure didn't see it and ended up having late breakfast (9 AM) at Las Cruces.