Last week we went to Capulin, a volcano in Northern New Mexico. It’s about 90 minutes from Springer, the town where I was born and my grandparents still live. But, like the Sandia Tram, it’s something that I’d never seen.
The volcano doesn’t look like much when you’re approaching, and I thought it would turn out to be pretty lame, but when you start to climb, the view gets fantastic almost immediately. (There are hiking trails, but apparently none of them go from the bottom to the top, so you have only one choice — drive to the top.)
Almost as impressive as the view is the numbers of ladybugs, which hibernate near the top of the volcano before migrating south in the spring.
We borrowed a “baby backpack” from some friends before coming to the US, and that is turning out to be a very good thing. It’s a lot easier to navigate both airports and hikes without having to carry Ellen in your arms.
It worked out ok, but we arrived at the volcano at 3:15 pm and they close at 4:00 pm. It’s really too bad, as I’m sure watching the sunset from up there would be great. So we had to rush around the rim trial in order to get back down before they locked the gates, which made us glad we hadn’t driven longer to get there.
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