We Were Not Abducted

Roswell

We left Throckmorton, NM and headed West on 380. We passed through such towns as Clairemont and Aspermont. Arriving in Post we found the local Family Dollar and had intentions of only keeping on keeping on (Paul & I have come to the subtle conclusion that Family Dollar & Dollar General compete for our patronage). A married couple in queue with us asked if we would accept their offer to drive us farther down the road. We normally would have pleasantly turned down the offer and opted to physically make the travel. They were persistent in that it would be wise to accept the offer. We obliged and only asked to travel half the distance they were traveling; We wanted to visit Roswell, NM.

We loaded up their pickup and started traveling up to eight times faster than we were used to. They bought us lunch and treats at a Mexican bakery We soon found out that the route we had chosen was barren of all water source, food source, and grounds for camp; Ranch land might have been desolation for almost two hundred miles. The ride was necessary.

They bought our motel room which allowed us to stay a day in the city and tour the National UFO Museum near the center of town. With the local area being steeped in extraterrestrial controversy we watched our backs and hesitated when sudden unearthly impulses beckoned us to stare at the sky. Touring the museum led to a revelation that not all fact has to be accountable for in this part of the desert.

We left the following day refreshed and well on our way through our eighteenth state. We were advised of the natural wonders and enchantment that were soon to follow as we traversed the barren desert plains leading up to the continental divide ranges and high altitude plains.

About Clint Valentine

Clint is currently enrolled in two undergraduate degrees in Biology & Environmental Science at Northeastern University. He enjoys pursuits of endurance and distance which have included summiting many peaks in New England during winter alpine ascents, sailing the Atlantic in a vintage gaff-rigged schooner, rock climbing in five states including Oregon, and cycling 5,000 miles across North America. He has goals of pushing the envelope of his limits and combining his many outdoors interests into one big trip. He has a passion for photography and hopes to one day produce a documentary for a round-the-world tour.
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