Somewhere in New Mexico.
My Bronco was in need of major repairs, so for the past month and a half or so I’ve been pretty stationary. I finally got it out of the shop this past Friday, and I didn’t hesitate to hit the road. As soon as I drove it home from the shop, I loaded up some gear, grabbed Bandit, and set out on another road trip. I got to visit my mother for a while out in west Texas, then spent the rest of the time roaming around New Mexico. I didn’t have a working phone or a map, and I got lost a few times, but it all led to me finding a really beautiful, secluded lake up in the mountains where I could hike and camp out, Bandit could swim, and everything—for a little while—was just perfect.