We roared down the other side. In Cimarron we made a left onto NM21 to avoid 6 miles of interstate highway. It was a beautiful ride, with tree lined stretches much like Europe. We passed the Philmont Boy Scout Camp, one of the nicest ones I had ever seen and a very large facility.
In Springer we stopped for lunch in front of a little shop that said "cafe". After I took all my gear and walked in I found out it "was" a cafe, but now is antique shop. Across the street was a cafe in an old hotel. Breakfast was good, but more interesting was the black white pictures and short bio's of local cowboys. Some old and some young.
Back on the highway, we were following hwy US56/412 as US64 took a big kink to the north, but we would rejoin it later. This is flat land with nothing on it. Just mile after mile of parries. We stopped in Clayton, NM, the last town before Oklahoma, and thought of a hotel, but it was early and the town was not very exciting. I have been fighting a cold or something the last couple of days and was a little run down, but I figured if I had a bite of lunch and sat for awhile, I would feel well enough to press on to the next town. I found lunch in the oddest place, the back of Mary's Flower Shop. No sign about a restaurant you just have know. You walk through the shop and in the back are a few tables and they serve the greatest food. There is a door straight into the shop but it is disguised both on the outside and the inside. The green chili did the job and we were back on the road. Outside of Clayton, there was evidence of the tornado had come through the day before and broke off about a mile of power line, rolled a lot of irrigation machinery and damaged one barn. Got a lot of thumbs up from the electrical repairman.
We stopped for the night in Boise City, OK. There are two 1950's hotels owned by the same people. From the outside it looks like the Bates motel, but the rooms cleaned and the bed comfortable. By night fall, the parking lot was full.
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