A Tram Ride

One of my brother’s drove from the LA area over here to spend a day with us.  Thursday evening we went to the buffet at the nearby Casino and put a few bucks in the slot machines.  Rosie won a couple of bucks on the penny slots.  We are such big time gamblers .

Friday, Roger and I took the tram ride from the valley floor to the top of a nearby mountain.  The tram guide told us this is the longest tram in North America and the second longest tram in the world.  I am not normally squeamish about heights, but I got some butterflies on this one, especially when you pass through one of the two towers during the ride.  There is a little “dip” when you pass through the tower connector.  Here are some pictures of the event:

Approaching the first tower on the way up.

It was snowing when we got to the top.

Snow on the deck leading to the restaurant.

Our car to take us back down.

You can see all of Albuquerque from up here.

The first tower on the way down.

As one car goes down, the other car comes up.

Our destination at the bottom.

Here I am at the top.

 

Here I am at the bottom.  About 3/4 of a mile difference in elevation.

I vaguely remember the last tram ride I took was in Palm Springs in the 1970’s.  Nowhere near as long or dramatic.

Two more weeks in Albuquerque and we head for Denver.

Thanks for stopping by.