No cycling today so we had all day to sample the delights of Roswell. Small town America was captured really well by singer songwriter Harry Chapin in the nineteen seventies and describing a town like this he said he spent a week there one afternoon and so it was for us. In the morning we went to the Bitter Lake nature reserve to birdwatch but it was not as bird filled as I would have liked but pleasant enough in the early light. Then we went to the alien zone! Well what can you say about a museum founded on a conspiracy theory and a few pop up shops selling tee shirts and other alien themed tat? All I can say is that it was Keith's fault as 'twas he that wanted to come here!
A glorious sunrise was the best the day would have to offer.
Keith with some new friends in the alien zone.
Ordering two small beers resulted in Keith and Chris having their ID checked to see we were over 21 years old. It was done without a hint of irony and he actually checked the date of birth in detail!
Super pics..seems like a perfect day all round; unless, of course, your identities have been adopted by aliens or beer sellers!
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