June 25, 2011 - Raton, NM to Santa Fe, NM

Driving to the airport around 6:30 AM, deer were all along the road.  This is just one of the many I saw.
 
The Raton FBO building where I got to meet Rex, the airport dog.
 
My trusty RV out on the ramp. 
 
Taking off at Raton.
 
Right away I started seeing ruts.   (running left to right parallel to the road)  I was now on the Santa Fe trail "Mountain Route". 
 
I was flying south, parallel to the Rocky Mountains to the west, specifically the Sangre De Cristo Mountains.   Hey, this is all new territory for me!
 
I flew down to Cimarron and took this aerial shot of Philmont Base Camp area.
 
A small canyon made by the Canadian River runs to the south.
 
Ruts were very visible on this leg of the Trail. 
 
Ruts were running like roads all over the desert.
 
Ruts pointing like an arrow to a rock formation and landmark called Wagon Mound in the distance (just left of center).  It's supposed to resemble a team of oxen pulling a wagon.  Sure, I can picture that. 
 
 
Approaching Wagon Mound which was a long-awaited landmark since it meant that Santa Fe and the end of the trip were only a week away.  For me in the RV, it was less than an hour!
 
A close-up of Wagon Mound.
 
Ruts running to the right of Wagon Mound.
 
I believe these ruts lead to Watrous "La Juna" (the junction) where the Mountain Route and the Cimarron Route rejoined.  
 

A close up of Watrous.

Fort Union is around here somewhere but I did not fly over it.

 
Ruts led out of Watrous in all directions.
 
 
Following the ruts to Las Vegas, NM.
 
Las Vegas, NM in the distance.  The Las Vegas airport is at the bottom of the picture.
 
After Las Vegas there were no more ruts.  The trail made a large U around southern end of a mountain range.  I suspect the highway below followed the same path as the original Trail.   
 
Continuing through the Pecos Valley with a high plateau to my left. 
 

Approaching Apache Canyon - so named because the Apaches ambushed wagon trains there.  I wanted to see it because it is a very historical spot. 

In 1846, during the Mexican-American war, President James K. Polk sent a U.S. force under General Stephen W. Kearny to capture Santa Fe and the territory of New Mexico and then to go west to take Arizona, parts of Colorado, Utah and Nevada, and finally the big prize: California.  The Mexicans under Governor Don Manuel Armijo set up a defensive position in Apache Canyon with a force that outnumbered Kearny's two to one although the Mexican forces were untrained and ill-equipped.  Significant Mexican reinforcements were enroute up the Rio Bravo.  But at the last minute, Armijo suddenly disbanded his forces, abandoned the position, gathered up as much of his wealth and possessions he could transport and fled.  Kearny rode into Santa Fe without a fight, raised the US flag and declared the territory for the United States.

One wonders how different U.S. history might have been had the Mexican commander been a professional soldier.  One of the US officers said "Apache Canyon was a gateway which, in the hands of a skillful engineer and one hundred resolute men, would have been perfectly impregnable.  Had Armijo possessed the slightest qualifications for a general, he might have given us infinite trouble."

 
Yes, this pass would be a very defensible position. 
 

And on the other side, I see the city of Santa Fe for the first time.

Santa Fe has a fairly good size airport with a Control Tower.  I made a nice landing and then parked in the FBO area.  I picked up my rental car which I had arranged for previously and headed back towards Apache Canyon.  I had about four hours in which to sightsee before I had to pick Lynnette up at Albuquerque International Sunport. 

 
There was only an historical marker in Apache Canyon, so I continued along the highway to Pecos National Historical Park. 
 
I checked out the Vistor Center, then hiked through the old Pueblo ruins. 
 
It was a very pleasant 30-minute hike through beautiful country.
 

There isn't too much left of the Pueblos. 

The Pueblo Indians began building the rock-and-mud pueblos around 1100. By the time the Spanish conquistador Coronado came through in 1540, the pueblos were five stories high.   The Spanish built the first church in the early 1600s.  The Pueblos threw the Spanish out in 1680 but the Spanish came back for good twelve years later.  A second church was built on the first one's ruins.  Gradually the population of Pecos declined until it was almost a ghost town when the Santa Fe Trail trade began flowing in the 1821.  The church and pueblos were abandoned by 1838. 

 
The big plateau to the south.
 
 
The old Spanish church ruins.
 

A ranger at the Visitors Center gave me directions to the Glorieta Pass Battlefield and the combination to the gate lock.   I drove there and hiked the loop trail through the battlefield area.  

"Less than twelve months after the start of the Civil War, the Confederate Government took a bold step.  Troops from Texas invaded the Territory of New Mexico.  They wanted to capture silver and gold mines and recruit more troops in Colorado and Utah.  Then a larger rebel force would march west to seize the ocean ports in California. "

The Confederate forces won a battle at Valverde, south of Albuquerque, and then occupied Albuquerque and Santa Fe.  Short on supplies, they headed east towards Fort Union but ran into Union forces in Glorietta Pass.  During the fighting at Glorietta Pass, the Union split their forces and sent 500 troops around the Confederate flank.   By chance, the union forces discovered the main Conferederate supply base near Apache Canyon and destroyed all the Confederate supplies, wagons, horses and mules.  Despite winning the battle in the Pass, without supplies the Confederates had no choice but to retreat back to Texas. 

 
The Trail wound through wooded areas mostly and I wondered how they fought a battle here until I read the below placard.
 
Leaving Pecos National Park, I drove back to Santa Fe and down to Albuquerque, -- not a bad drive with a 75mph speed limit -- picked Lynnette up at the airport, drove back to Santa Fe where we checked into the hotel, and had a great Mexican dinner at the Tomasita's restaurant. 
 
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