Again a few stories for readers to my blog are not yet tired of:
As announced in my last post, I have the S
tadt the alien hysteria R visited Oswell. If the alleged Ufoabsturz not been 1947, the village today would now probably as well known internationally as Schnaitsee. Except for the souvenir and the like Roswell has to offer not much special. The souvenir shops and the UFO Museum, however, are quite entertaining, although there is little to discover what you do not already anyone o different way or something like that has seen. But even the local post office is on the alien stitch. When I schländerte through the streets, I came au f a souvenir shop, which even the 'Area 51' was built in an adjoining room. There all sorts of scenes with rubber aliens were constructed with which one could be Fotogrfieren. For $ 3 movies that was a funny idea. So there was some stoned / drunk aliens , Aliens nd in a bar, Aliens in the quiet village of u Aliens in laboratories. After I had seen and photographed everything, I moved five close 
ßlich found the UFO Museum. In this, all the 'facts' explaining plans in more detail, 'Top-Secret Files' and films shown by 'witnesses' of the whole event. one could almost believe the whole history is was when the makers would not run for a few mistakes. And it was a photo of a 'witness' twice (once normal and once mirror) listed with different names, which I doubt then read it. But the museum was apparently not even quite serious as to testify issued cartoons and comics appeared.
More offers from Roswell actually not to say , so we turn to the next day. This began in Canyon, a small town, i had the ch themselves they never heard. But it was not my goal, but the approximately 20 km s tfernte Palo Duro State Park ', also called Little Grand Canyon. The park was recommended to me by the Tourist Information staff Roswell warmly and I must say, you had an understatement. For only $ 5 admission
k per person ann merit a few hours in this park. There are a few km of paths which, we should have horses or mountain bikes here, and some may be on horseback or in vehicles. I had nothing of the sort found in my suitcase, so I set out on foot to explore the canyon, after I had managed to drive a general overview. First I committed the 'Lighthouse Trail. This is a 3-mile path that ends in a rock form is that of reminiscent of a lighthouse. The road was not further beschwehrlich until the last 500m, because in order to get to the tower had to be steep, climb washed and dried up streams. But the way it was definitely worth the arrived as I on the tower, I noticed another, presumably by many tourists used, unofficial trail, which me to another (this time riskier) climb to the summit of neighbor brought rock. From this position had we have a stunning A 
utlook about the environment and the colorful had steep walls of the canyon even more breathtaking. You could (have realized otherwise would not be a canyon ...) on the walls by erosion recognize the individual rock layers well and the colors of these films ranged from white to yellow to various shades of red (the brick red was everywhere, even the soil had that color) and purple to gray. In that it had geregenet on the night and the ground was damp in places, still wet / and it also now and then some shade by the clouds on the fell rocks, the colors were even more extensive. Now and then I caught myself, as I cursed my camera because she was not able to anything to photograph the way it really looked like, but basically I was glad for her, because how else would I have to hold these impressions. A hen I had seen my fill (which lasted a long time), I went on my way back again by about half, because here diverted from another route, which seemed just as interesting. On this trail, I came to 'Little Fox Loop', a path that foundation with one of many plants, among other things, with really nasty cacti Spines, overgrown area led. To test whether the spikes really beautiful merz were liable as they seemed, I bumped in an approximately 12 year old boy to go by, the then landed in such a prickly plant. His cries after she did even more painful than expected. From everyone who has taken seriously the nonsense with the boy, now I expect that he / she even missed a slap. I wait so long ...
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was through the lush vegetation and probably the night's rain in the area it flies more than stars in the universe, all wanted something from me. While I tried to fight back against all the Minivampiere I was not able to shoot the possibility as many photos as I would have liked. But too bad this is not to see, finally looking like any grasses, shrubs and cacti from . When I had the Blutsau
gertal with just 3 liters of blood loss (roughly) behind me, I was again before a fork, which I either back to the Lighthouse Trail and thus to the car or on my unknown way led. I decided FÜ r the unknown GSL-Trail and was not disappointed. This path led us past beautiful rock formations, which, for example. huge boulders lying askew on slender columns showed. For every one I wondered how long the lump may well hold in wrong position at its base. The trail led over hills and through (now re-dried) was going to streams and sometimes a little difficult because of the park administration had eliminated the most serious obstacles amount, but the rest kept as natural as possible. Through this natural, I was also possible, wild animals in their liver observed nsraum. Besides the pesky mosquitoes, there were so many other insects such as large 
SSE, flying grasshoppers and beetles. Very rarely, a tarantula was seen, which, however, moved more quickly. The most interesting animal, however, was a pf apperschlange, which was just like a stick in the middle of the sidewalk and sunning. As she remained motionless, I kept them in the first moment for a root but fortunately realized in time that roots generally have no scales and eyes. seen in any animal documentary I ages ago that snakes are very sensitive to vibration and decided to test the same but on a living object and spampfte neatly on the floor. The now on me 
snake began to become aware now quite comfortable in the bushes next to warp. Since she seemed to be quite relaxed, I went closer to her. When I was about 1-2m away from her, she began to produce its distinctive rattle of the rattle. Even if you have never heard it before, you realize it immediately. So be warned, I stopped at once and read the snake a little time to crumble further. She was gone almost as fast I slowly, accompanied by occasional clatter, passed her legs and vortsetzte way. I reached the end of the road without further surprises until the end of the road itself, because this was not accepted as the car park was started from me, but another, which brought off operations have a march of about 1 mile with himself. After a total of about 16-18 km walk I got a bit tired and sun burnt on the car. The way to Amarillo was handled quickly with just under 30km, where I rewarded myself in 'The Big Texan ' with a 18oz steak. This restaurant was planned even before my departure to the United States set as a destination. One or the other knows it maybe different from television reports , where the largest steak Texas' (= 72oz about 2kg) was reported, which is available here. That was me then but a little too much, so I remained with the little brother. It is said that it was worth it, the it was excellent. So, that again ...
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