About this time the sun finally shows up to give us a little bit of warmth. Just in time because my face and fingers are numb. We soon approach a little bridge where a sign reads “BEWARE OF SNAKES”. I doubt any snakes are active on a below freezing morning, so we move on. The nice aspect of running early in the morning in frigid temperatures is that no one else is out. We have the whole river park to ourselves.
Soon we spot a hot air balloon taking off from a field which gives us something entertaining to watch for a while. It seems we are following the balloon as we continue down the track. I wonder what it would be like to be floating along above the fields. This reminds me of my visits to the Albuquerque Balloon Fiesta where I once asked a balloon pilot about steering and controlling his aircraft. “Up and Down” was his reply. Hmmmmmmmmmmm…that sounds kind of dangerous, so I’ll just stick to using my two feet to travel the countryside.
I stop to get a few pictures of the balloon and my friends chase after a roadrunner. He quickly takes flight to escape his predicament which is rare, because these ground dwelling birds usually don't fly as they can run up to 18 mph. The greater roadrunner is my favorite bird because we both like to run along desert roads and trails. Unlike me, though, the roadrunner never needs to drink (although they will) but gets all the moisture it needs from the reptiles it catches and eats. I wish I didn’t have to drink as my 3 liter camelback is starting to feel heavy on my shouders.
After a 7.5 mile run we head back the other direction. The wind is behind us now and we start to warm up. A peaceful morning is had by all as we finish up our 15 mile river ramble.
Albuquerque Balloon Fiesta
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