Magical White Mesa

This past weekend, I took the opportunity to escape the Front Range. It was time to bask in the enlightening and inspiring presence of my dear friends Jen and Aaron ... and visit them in their newly built home ... and to bask in the light of soulful Santa Fe.

Thank goodness I escaped. Even tho Jen and I had originally planned on working out our respective "Creative endeavor kinks" (visiting a number of studios), we ended up playing all day in the sunshine on the ponies instead. Hum. Wonder how that happened? ;-)

So after our first leisurely breakfast, we loaded up the ponies, and headed South -- then West. We visited the land of the enchanting and magical White Mesa.

Aaron promised a 2 hour ride with spectacular views, no people, and one rock thing to roll with a wee bit of adrenaline.

What we got was a 3.5 hour ride, with spectacular views, people we passed in the first 15 minutes with no people thereafter, miles and miles and miles, and playful, powerful vertical feet worth of absolutely PERFECT singletrack Bliss. And yes, one adrenaline-inducing rock pile to boot. Yesssir, I love my cake with frosting and ice cream .. and cookies and donuts and a cup of essssspresssooooo, too.

And the best part: my brilliantly beautiful friends.

I lent Jen my TiNy dancer pony, and I continued on my WeakSSauce Mitigation plan by riding my Ss humblePie pony. I still have a lot of work to do ;-)

We rode and rallied and basked and brilliantiatied and blissed our single-track starving souls to a most perfect state of contentment. I'm not exactly sure what else to say about it.

Afterwards, we made a quick pit-stop at a yummy place for a "quick bite". We entered the establishment, and were greeted most abundantly with the largest display case full of pastries I think I've ever seen. Not a bad place, post-ride.

Upon careful deliberation, I decided to re-introduce my fine friends to one of the best foods on the planet: Macaroni and Cheese. Ohhhhhhhh..... (please don't send me emails telling me how horrible this food is for me. Thank you in advance).

We also indulged in Red Velvet Cake Cupcakes, and some sort of ChocolateBliss Cupcake that is beyond words. So much for the 3,000' of climbing.

We ended the day back in Santa Fe. We lounged and chatted and discussed and looked at pictures. Then we headed out to a lovely late night dinner of tapas and wine. (Don't ever let me get used to this lifestyle. Please).

Sunday morning I was treated to the best Waffles I've EVER had. Aaron made them out of some sort of sourdough stuff that he had to prep the night before and finish in the morning. Something about fermenting. With the added delights of syrup, nectarines, strawberries and ...... whipped cream... it was a breakfast heaven.

Since breakfast was so divine, there was absolutely NO sense in hurrying it.

So, we missed the ride time, and headed into Santa Fe to check out a few of the things I was looking for.

Most of the things I was looking for were unavailable. But that is ok. I found things that I wasn't looking for;-)

And, to boot, we had a casual late-lunch in the center of an atrium with the soulful Santa Fe light pouring down on us.

The Malbec + White wine we chose didn't disappoint. And we all marveled at the occasion.

Why? Because it just NEVER happens like this -- when you're out out out playing playing playing hard hard hard.

It was a nice time for stillness and reflection. Peaceful in yet another way.

After lunch, it was time for me to roll back Northwards. Siiiggghhhh.

There was a half hour space of time in there - between the lunch and the final launch back North - that I seriously considered calling in ... for the WEEK. But alas....



The Evil MGE! said...

Beautiful shots...Thinking I need to go discover more of the south west!

ScottM said...

Phew, for a while there I was worried there weren't going to be pics of the rock feature that was promised to you. A nice use of suspense... :)

Great to see you riding with Aaron and Jen. Oh, and you should have called in for the week. SF is halfway to Tucson, ya know!

JenyJo said...

scotty -- it's pretty clear that i am a total ham... i made jen take pix of the rock & i ;-)

the roll out was easy as pie. getting into it wasn't technically difficult -- but it was a bit ... daunting and scary (for me).

so this one was a simple lesson in commitment. tada!

really, it was pretty darn smooth and mellow. just a little steep and rocky with a turn to get into it ;-)

fun stuff.


cookiedough said...

great story and photos - and a mention of soaked grain waffles - now that's a post!

Roni Faida said...

Your pictures are really beautiful and the ride looks like so much fun!!

Anonymous said...

Found things that you weren't looking for ..........even better!!
That rock face you are coming down JJ looks rock-a-licious....stuff dreams are made of,,,,,well mine anyway.
And the nutrition for your trip.....sounds spot ON.
Miff ;-x

Gary said...

White Mesa is one of the things I really miss about NM. We started beating in those trails way back in the 1980's. Beautiful, huh?

Did your email get hijacked?

Carey said...

Awesomeness! I'm always thinking of getting to SF to find things that I don't know I'm looking for..sooner or later.

ssportsman said...


I LURVE White Mesa... Did they warn you before the big steepish slickrockish climb? Warn you that excessive exuberance on the final push to the summit could drop you into the large pit on top?

My friends didn't warn me the first time I was there...


mundomundano said...

Photos :))))