
We thank you all for name suggestions , but we felt she wanted to be “La Donna Mobile”.... with apologies to Verdi.
The aria is "la donna e mobile" which we are corrupting - In Italian, it means " the woman is fickle"...and our Donna is certainly ( we hope) not that! But she does want to be on the move.
Home Sweet Home a close second - after all she is our home on the road. And Wa-Wa was in the running - maybe we need a plaque for the runners-up.
Took us a while to decide who would sit where - and the load of 7 hit the road to the tunes of the Metropolitan opera hour - alas no Verdi.
Maiden Voyage - Where - how far? At the last minute we decided on a quasi-adventure - not some local state park. Tent Rocks - a little to the north into snow land (Albuquerque really is a dividing line) - so into the Cochiti Reservation, on whose property the national park is. Last bumpy, washboard 5 miles was a test of something.....not wanting to spend too much time on this type of road.
Greeted with more snow than expected. But the hearty took off on the slushy path to the caves. Lots of animal tracks in the snow. Picnic tables in the sun where we opened a bottle of champagne and toasted La Donna Mobile. A cow moseyed down the road. A mountain jay came to beg for leftovers - a bold guy - but not as noisy as his flamboyant eastern relatives…(am I sounding like a bird-watcher?)
Matias got the prime seat on the way back - zonked !


































