LoWs are an “RV Club of legally single men and women who enjoy traveling, camping, RV caravaning, and the lifestyle of singles.” Edith Lane formed the group with eight single campers in 1969. LoWs currently have roughly 2,000 members. There are about 30 of us here for the rally.
Before the rally officially began on Wednesday, more than 20 LoWs crossed the border to the Pink Store in Palomas, Mexico, for margaritas and lunch. LoWs have been going to the Pink Store every Tuesday for decades. We’re welcomed like old friends — the first drink is always free.
Thursday, several of us took a field trip to the Fort Cummings ruins and nearby petroglyphs. The latter are said to be 750 to 1,100 years old. Pat pictured bored ancient teenagers carving into the huge rocks as they looked out for whatever. Millennial graffiti.
I’ll stay here another week. I have to use the “Free Wine Flight” certificates for St. Clair Winery and Bistro that I won as a door prize. Actually, I won a kitchen towel and $10 gift certificate to “Sew and Sew” but traded with Myra. Now we’re both happy.
I plan to drive up US-180 to Silver City. Ron likes the Curious Kumquat, a 2014 James Beard Award Semi-Finalist. I may get my teeth cleaned in Palomas. Pegasus gets an oil change on Friday. Roan may get a much-needed bath at the Turquoise Poodle, where Della takes her two West Highland White Terriers.
When I leave Deming, I’ll head north towards Santa Fe. I may check out Elephant Butte along the way. Dar and Bill, whom I met in Mesa, recommended Elephant Butte Lake RV Resort. Or not. I’m not sure where I’m going next except that it’s north.
Often, so many choices gives me anxiety. My heart’s been tied up in knots since I began considering my next move. No worries — HealthWorks Collective explains the phenomenon in this nifty graphic.