[The events of this post occurred from Saturday, July 6, 2013 through Monday, July 8. I have been a slacker and didn’t get around to posting it until today…]

We wrap up our trip by heading to Dallas. Because the Husbear wanted to go party. As always. So we drove from New Mexico to Dallas.

Can I tell you how flat, boring, and windy east Texas is? Death Valley has more character.

So we partied Saturday and Sunday.

On Monday we headed home from Dallas.

And that was the trip.

[The events of this post occurred Thursday, July 4, 2013. I’m that much of a slacker that I’m just now getting this published…]

After a very, very late night in Gunnison—and having a most excellent hangover thanks in large part to a very friendly bartender named Tom who let us stay after closing and continued to feed us beverages—we got back on the road and headed to Mesa Verdi National Park.

We drove around the park and looked at the cliff dwellings.

Then we headed to the town of Durango. We arrived in time to get a hotel, grab some dinner, then watch the fireworks the town put on.

After that, we ended up at a very tragic bar called the “Tavern” where some drunk lady attempted to accost both the Husbear and Dwayne. We promptly left because of the level of tragedy that existed, and headed back to the hotel to call it an early night.

290 miles traveled today, with altitude ranging from 5,787 feet to 10,203 feet in 8.5 hours.