It’s a beautiful day in Carlsbad NM. The air is warm but not hot. The Pecos River shimmers in the sun, children’s laughter can be heard echoing across the park.
But there is a war going on, one happens every day of every year. On this day the warriors gather, dressed in their battle gear. With tents, blankets, coolers and bar-b-que’s at the ready for the impending skirmish.
We as adults see teens all the time. In their weird clothes, with their loud music, being rowdy in public. The same things we used to do as teens, but we have become the adults and we don't understand the new generation.
What we don't know, or don't see is these same teens helping and making a difference but they do.
We had the honor of witnessing just that.
Race morning, up at dawn, check the tires, the gears and chain. The bikes begin to show up at the start line. Warm hellos to old friends, friendly welcomes to the new comers. It’s a good day, the sky is clear, the air is crisp, take a deep breath. Adjust the seat, strap on the helmet and wait for the race gun to sound. BOOM and they are off on the first day of the Cavern City Bike Race.
Funny thing about life... you never really know where it is going to take you, You have dreams and thoughts of who you will become. But does it always happen, If your lucky and really really honest with yourself it can. This is a short story about Dreams coming true... but it is a dream we did not realize we had.
We welcome you back to Desert Photos, we intend to rebuild Desert Photos but in a smaller form. Our last site was shut down by our host, due to excessive traffic to the database, I guess we were just too popular. We are going to rebuild slowly and leaner than before, without so many Events. There may be a few but we won't be covering all the Events that we used to. We are going to try and stick to more of the Landscapes that we love to take and share, of our adopted home, Southeast New Mexico, or as I tend to call it New Mexico's Dixie.