Ashley and I have been on a quest for a Wrangler with a story. We have investigated Willy's MB's, CJ's, YJ's, TJ's, and one very nice JK…yet none have proved "the one" to take us to "where we want to be."

Possibly our search turned up empty because the perfect one will find us and it will be better than expected! …However, if you know of the perfect Jeep…send it our way!

The case was similar during our recent visit to Santa Fe, New Mexico. Religious or not, Santa Fe is a hub for artistic inspiration and rare occurrences. Native Pueblo people and Georgia O'Keefe defined the region by its relationship to earth, wind, fire, water, North, South, East and West as well as the four stages of life. Santa Fe, (meaning "holy faith" in Spanish) is nestled in the high desert landscape near the Sangre de Cristo Mountains that define the true "Southwest." The Spanish-constructed province of New Spain was first colonized around 1598. The oldest evidence of current Santa Fe city is dated to 1610 and it is nothing less than magical. The promenade is wide and cathedrals are plentiful.
 
We stayed at the beautiful Inn and Spa at Loretto (below), which was built in 1975 next to the Loretto Chapel. Rumored as haunted by the past, the hotel is a replica of the Taos Pueblo, which is a National Historic landmark.

We were not lucky enough to have been visited by the ghostly Sister George, the rumored cigar-smoking nun. However, we did experience a few strange encounters of our own. Our cell phones failed to hold a charge. Commonplace objects were found in plain sight after perceivably having gone lost.

At Luminaria for breakfast, I investigated other mysterious attractions and came upon El Santuario de Chimayó. The legend says that Abeyta or friar instinctually dug into the earth of the hills and to discover a crucifix. Not knowing what to do, he turned it over to the nearest local Catholic Church. The next morning, he was surprised to have discovered the relic back upon his feet. Determining that this place was sacred, he chose to build a chapel in this same location. Considered the Lourdes of the United States, many miracles have been attributed to this very sanctuary.

Many Catholics pilgrimage from as far as Albuquerque (90 mi.) by foot during Holy Week to this sacred site. We saw it quickly, gathered our holy dirt from the holy well in the holy room… and we departed during the unexpected light rain. Without a clear agenda, we chose to head towards the ski resort of Taos. Though equipped in our Jeep with Garmin Navigation, an Atlas and smart phones, we somehow whizzed right past Chimayo again, which was off the mark. It was no short of true adventure.

After an unexpected off-roading experience on the backcountry roads on our way to Taos, the full moon began to rise.
 
A tip lead us to the Ojo Caliente Mineral Springs Resort and Spa. This year marks 145th anniversary as the oldest natural heath spa in North America. Many visit the Ojo Caliente Mineral Springs to experience the combination of four different sulfur-free mineral waters: Lithia, Iron, Soda and Arsenic. We left the spa feeling new and refreshed. The mineral pools seemed to awaken our senses and cultivate the spirit.

After jumping back in our Wrangler, we began to reflect upon our wonderful experience…oh Holy Faith! What an adventure!