We get to White Sandsjust at dusk. The mus(eum)closed but we drove the loop. I couldn't be-lieve what we saw.There are great dunesof white sand tillyou get lost andcan't tell one wayfrom the other. Pure whitemiles of them. Peoplehad little board andski down the side.And wouldn't youknow we hit a sandstorm and even withmarker ad a compasit was hard to findour way out. We couldn'tstay.At Alamogordo justa little way is the passand a sign to trucksaying you rise close to 5000 ' in seven or somiles. They were so rightI swear we could step out