Dispatches From New Mexico: Lazy R Welding



One of my favorite bumper stickers is, ”I chose the road less traveled. Now where the hell am I?” This reminds me a lot of what it’s like traveling about rural New Mexico. It’s always beautifully remote, ghostly quiet except for the sound of pointlessly spinning vanes of a long-abandoned windmill, and you never know what you’ll find around the next bend in the road.


So there we were navigating the back roads to Quarai …….

…………… enjoying the expansive views of the plains to the east and the Manzano Mountains to the West, mooing at the occasional cow (for Luna’s benefit, of course), when !Whoa! We nearly missed the turn to Quarai at the little village of Punta de Agua. As a matter of fact, one more blink of the eye and we would’ve missed Punta de Agua all together!

Punta de Agua (Spanish for water point) is a lonely mile north of Quarai, and besides a small spring somewhere (after which the village is named), the place looks mostly abandoned. It’s so mostly abandoned, the village doesn’t even appear on a map. Scattered about are a few 1960s-1970s style homes and working ranches, but a few dozen or more adobe buildings are peacefully melting back into the soil while old wooden structures and fences have collapsed into a buffet for hungry termites.

It’s in and around these places where long forgotten vehicles meet their last mile and come to rest in the dirt after years of faithful service. And not to be disappointed, it’s in Punta de Agua where I spotted this old Chevy pickup, “Lazy R,” rusting and disassembling under the onslaught of random bullets and the never-ending New Mexico sun.

If this Chevy could talk! Lazy R was probably anything but lazy, trucking from place to place, helping to weld and erect this bit of the west. But alas, now she and her proud blue-jean clad owner are just memories dreams are made of.

What stories of the life of Lazy R can you imagine?



4 Comments

  1. masscheleincarine says:

    How adventurous it must be to travel through such a region. I can only dream of that! We live in a very urban area with a small nature reserve here and there. In the south of my country you do have a region, the Ardennes, where you can walk beautifully and where you might find an abandoned car with a history … Beautifully described, Barb!

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    1. Your wonderful comments are very much appreciated, Carine! I live in a remarkable place and love it! I hope you can escape to nature often!

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  2. peacefulbird says:

    Well, the bullet holes, the quantity of bullet holes, certainly suggest a very dramatic element to the story… not just teens messing around “target practicing” some decades after the truck was abandoned. No, in my story, the owner, we’ll call him Al Roberts, would have had a very lucrative but shady business on the side, the welding just a cover operation. Secrets have a way, always, of being uncovered, and in this case somebody wanted revenge. Oh, dear… this is sounding awfully dumb… So, about your drawing… the way you colored everything, including the lovely grasses, and the way you drew the mechanical parts of the truck put a cloak of nostalgia over everything. It’s super!

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    1. Robin! I’m full on in love with your story about shady Al! Now I must know more. Was Al murdered? Did he fight back first? Maybe it was drug related? Maybe Al dug and smuggled rare cactus out of the state? Ha! I love drawing old beat up trucks. I too wondered about the story. Thanks for playing along!

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