Fall · New Mexico · Travel

Off is the New On: Red River in November


I had no frame of reference for Red River, New Mexico before last weekend, other than knowing it was a mountain resort town in the northern part of the state, not far from Taos.

But then Robin Hood came up with the idea that we should go, so we went, and now I have LOTS of frames! Spoiler alert: we are definitely, absolutely, going back.

Frame #1. Walking to dinner at Texas Reds Steakhouse, and discovering that it was the kind of place where you can toss peanut shells on the floor with luxurious abandon. Not to mention the steaks were delicious.

Frame #2. Coming back to our cabin and lighting the gas fireplace. Instant cozy nest.


Frame #3. The pond right outside our front door. Seriously. Right outside. The Rio Colorado Cabins advertise that you can fish directly from the front porch, and you can.


Frame #4. Waking up to the sound of ducks quacking.


Frame #5. In the morning, alternating between cooking breakfast on the two-burner stovetop and poking my head out the door to watch Robin Hood fishing, mug of gloriously strong coffee in my hand all the while.

Frame #6. Speaking of coffee, only seeing one coffee shop in town – and it wasn’t a Starbucks.

Frame #7. Feeling like I was in a mountain town, but not necessarily, you know, a Resort Town. **Don’t get me wrong; I love Breckenridge and the like. They are beautiful and tons of fun. But I also love low-key.  There wasn’t a high-end retailer in sight! None that we saw, anyway.

Frame #8. Going to get an “off-season couples massage.” What does that mean, you ask? It means that there is only one massage therapist in the entire town working that weekend, so one spouse gets a massage while the other one hangs out at the restaurant next door and enjoys a couple of beers, and then you trade places. I got to go first, and it was quite frankly one of the best massages I have ever received. Huge thank you to Joy at Joy of Massage :).

Frame #9. Such exquisitely November weather. A little chilly, but not enough to be unpleasant; a little rainy, but broken up nicely by the sun.


Frame #10. Robin Hood catching trout from the pond and cooking them for dinner…which easily made the list of the Top Two Fish Dinners I’ve ever eaten. The other contender on that list? Fish I ate in Verdun, France. ACROSS THE OCEAN.

Frame #11. Going fishing at a nearby lake, and running into who, carrying a fishing pole? Our massage therapist from the day before, of course.

It’s just that kind of place.

Thank you, Red River. And thank you, Robin Hood, for taking me there.





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