Once we got to Taos, we went to the Rio Grande Gorge Bridge. This bridge is close to 600 feet high.  Too high for me.  When you are driving out to the bridge you don’t even realize you are there until you are going across. I got that familiar pit in the bottom of my stomach when crossing.  We parked and I started to walk out onto the bridge. But Bill stopped me and said I better not come out because I would freak out.  I found some nice rocks and stayed put.  I hadn’t seen the pictures that Bill took until I uploaded them and they make my stomach queasy.  I watched people looking over the side and it made me nervous.  The rocks were a good place for me.

 

After the bridge, Bill, the boys and I decided to take a drive up to Taos Ski Valley.  There wasn’t a lot happening. The ski lift was running.  Both of the boys wanted to go. They have never been on a ski lift and really wanted to go up. I did not.  I have been on a ski lift in Vermont with skis on so it was a little different experience.  Not wanting to disappoint the boys, I said I would go up.  I got on the lift just fine.  The boys sat in the middle with me on one end and Bill on the other. I kept my eyes closed for most of the ride.  The boys were make observations about how high we were and look I can see our car.  I had a death grip on the safety bar and wasn’t letting go.  As we got closer to the top, Billy patted me on the arm and said, “Don’t worry. We are almost there.”  When we got to the point that the bar had to come up so we could get off, I didn’t want to let go.  Bill said I freaked out. I didn’t, but I was close.  I was so happy to be on land again.  I told Bill we need to walk around for a little bit before I could face going down.  But Bill said I would really freak out so we started walking down the mountain.  I wasn’t sure we were going to make it.  Bill, who broke his knee in February, was a trooper.  He walked backwards and sideways at times.  At one point, he got going down the mountain and couldn’t stop.  We did make it down and the boys decided to go on one last ride up and down the ski lift.  I stayed on terra firma.  On the plus side, Billy signed off one of the requirements for his Bear Badge in Cub Scouts.