What's that smell?

Last night when we got to Pagosa Springs, in Southwestern Colorado, we were welcome by a pungent smell that we first couldn't identify.

Very soon, we remembered that this town is in fact centered around some mineral hot springs that have made it famous and when we ran in the morning we couldn't miss the many fumaroles that came up all along the San Juan river; that morning was so cold at some 22 degrees (6) that the plumes were spectacular in the cold morning air.

The day drive that followed was most picturesque and never boring until perhaps we got north of Santa Fe, New Mexico. We stopped in that so old and so beautiful city, went up to the Plaza and marveled at the wonderful architecture. Our daily drive came to a close, in bizarre Tucumcari, New Mexico, where we watched anxiously the 2012 election returns...