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September 19, 2023 Distance: 87km Ascent: 1156m Descent: 973m End of day elevation: 2943m Weather; Partly Cloudy, 14°C When I got up, it was a tad colder than I thought it should be.....then I noticed that the power was out in the cabin. A quick check of the breaker panel didn't show any tripped switches...and it was then that I notice hydro trucks just down the street making repairs...so there was a general, ,town wide power outage. It was no real problem for me, as I just packed up and headed to the local lodge that had power and were serving breakfast. As forecasted, the weather upon leaving Platoro was beautiful...and to add, a low, dramatic fog was burning off of the valley. The long, predominantly downhill morning ride to Horca was absolutely beautiful, interrupted briefly by cattle being herded along a short section of the road. I was riding. Along the way I met a couple of the hikers I met at the campground. I was hoping to grab a snack at the RV park in Horca, but unfortunately it was closed...but the gift shop in town was open, and they served coffee and very tasty pastries....of which I grabbed a couple for the road. Immediately after Horca, the paved road out of town climbed up to La Manga Pass...and shortly afterwards I found myself in New Mexico. The route took me onto a gravel road which started out nice, but quickly degraded to some of the roughest track since Montana...with some steep, rock-strewn hike-a-bikeing. After the road became more ridable, I climbed up to a plateau that provided spectacular views of the mountains and valleys all around, then dropped into a valley where I had hoped to ge water at a stream...but to no avail as it was dried up. Shortly after the bridge across the dried out river bed, the climbing began again up to another plateau where there were several hunting camps, before dropping off the other side and eventully to my camp at Upper Lagunita campground...and that's where I met Mark and Alan...an couple of riders I had met back at the Salida Hostel. They were generous to let me setup camp at their rather large campsite. And so it was for the rest of the eveing...chatting and comparing stories of the day's adventure. I retired at around 9pm...and slept like a rock for the night at that lovely campsite.