My plan is fatally flawed - most streams are in fully swollen runoff like at home. Though I did call on Taos Fly Shop where they said hit the Cimarron. I hit the Rio Hondo at the mouth with the Rio Grande and caught nothing but glimpses of rafters on the Grande. Wading was sketchy and casting wasn't. I left and headed for the Rio Pueblo. After a pretty long drive and a fee to BLM for the Rio Grande Gorge park I was at the mouth. It was similar. The views were great at least from the bottom of the gorge surrounded by towering black basalt cliffs. I found a trail from the bottom to the top so I cut my losses and saddled up the Broadaxe and set out on "The Slide." I soon found out the namesake as the trail was littered with slide rock from the cliffs above. A couple hike-a-bikes and I topped out at the rim after a simple short climb. More great views of New Mexico. After wending my way out of the park and lunch in Taos I headed to the Rio Pueblo headwaters 25 miles east in the Southern Sangres - I passed another ski resort named Sipapu (1 lift!) but found roiling stream and no joy on fish. Back to Taos for dining with Wilks at Orlando's after he summited Wheeler Pk.
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