The understated and well kept secret. Well our first time down at this rally had us thinking about not even staying. My dad and I took the short way down and on the slab alot of the time saved from avoiding Denver. By the time we got into NM we'd decided it was way too early to show up as it was Thursday at 1ish. The event doesn't sign up for folks till Friday morning. We ended up trying a ton of campgrounds in the area. And they were all shut excepting 2. Which were jam packed. Anyhow. We rode through beautiful country and ended up in Angel Fire south of Eagles Nest up in the mountains of Sangre De Christo rockies. We rode south out of Angel fire and through a back road that ended into dirt pack. We decided to turn back and we found another way thay we thought would be faster back way into a place called Mora. After riding through the nearly goat trail width unmaintained barely paved road.. we passed many deer and a few locals who were kind enough to not run us off the narrow trench infested "road"... The patch of the road was in what is called a Mexican land grant. Apparently the path was one of many in the area that locals love. As they are a take back to times of our distant and nearly forgotten past. To us it was good fun.. Or it would have been if we had time to enjoy it.. and not rip through our throttles like starving children in a food eating contest. We made our way through the seemingly never ending community of Mora. I spotted a drunkard barely able to stay off the road. (on foot) And then a shifty eyed hound (also on foot.. Er eh paw) who was more involved in smelling up the roadkill than paying attention to the road.. Dog was shortly up the road from old fellar. Methinks to mineself this was a privilege to encounter such as they were the local wildlife and not so much the standard affair of prius drivers. (Nothing against them just always stuck behind them somehow...) We got to sipapu and werent impressed. Our first impression was that of a small but probly bustling winter resort. But in the summer not much for writing home about. Please don't shoot me yet as I've not finished. We had almost had enough of rude camp dwelling hosts and circuitous roads filled with wild man and his kin. I'd also developed a leak on my oil filler tube on my 1150gs... To say the least when we saw the pleasing green filled with TOO many people we checked in and got a room at the lodge. After dinner we felt better and drifted among some of the riders and visited with a few from Texas. We woke rested on Friday morning. After having coffee and tea we roused to meet the morning. I was the first of myself and my dad to make it to the sign in. I got a few free souvenirs and a few shirts and hats fr years previous. Met my dad and we went and walked through the rest of the grounds. We found a very nice riverside camp area. We regret that we hadnt seen it first last night. But alas we had our burritos at breakfast and chewed the fat with many riders. We decided it was alright to stay. So we registered and now we're off to Santa Fe and I have to get some parts for my 1150gs that will hopefully fix the issue of the oil slinging boot slipping ride. I am glad we came down here and the ride and the people are great. It's our first time here but for me. It was worth the trouble etc. Thanks for reading. I'll hopefully put more posts as I experience more of the wonders of the enchanted forest. God bless.