Tuesday, 19 August 2014 00:00

The Road to Nowhere

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"Let's go down that road," my companion suggested, peering down at a deserted artery that snaked through the arid Chihuahuan Desert. We'd been traveling for most of the day, having left San Antonio, Texas earlier in the morning. We were on our way to Amarillo, but somehow, I had allowed myself to be talked into a bunch of detours here and there, and now found myself standing on a small cliff, overlooking an New Mexico two lane highway that looked as though it had no purpose.

We'd been sitting there for nearly thirty minutes as my traveling partner/co-pilot took countless photos of the unattractive dried flora. And during that time the highway below showed absolutely no signs of life. Not a car, truck, human, animal, or even errant tumble weed stirred on the asphalt below. But, she wanted to go down that road.

I argued and protested and told her that there was nothing to see and that the road probably didn't lead to anywhere important. But she smiled and said, "Nowhere is somewhere." And so we headed down the winding road. And soon, the road indeed led to another, larger, busier highway. And we turned onto this highway and followed the same direction as some of the scant traffic was doing. And we soon found, after a mile or so, that instead of venturing further down a lonely highway guarded by desert and cacti, we were actually going up. The road to nowhere was actually leading to a highway that took us up a small mountain, of sorts. It wasn't very high, but I noticed that the drop-offs became steeper and the air thinned and chilled, just a little, as we ascended.

I don't like heights. But my friend urged me on, up the small mountain. And up we went, until we finally reached the summit. And at the very top, my vehicle emptied out into a jammed parking lot, full of campers, SUV's, vans and cars. Because we had just reached the entrance of Carlsbad Caverns. And our trek up, had been through Carlsbad Caverns National Park. And so, our road to nowhere indeed became a road to somewhere. And after our descent into the caverns, and a few panoramic photos, I thanked my companion for urging me on. I had been somewhere I had never been and witnessed sights that I thought I would never get to see.

Sometimes when we set off on destinations in life, the road to where we are going may be fraught with perils, dangers, and setbacks. Often, there's nothing much to see - in fact our journey may become onerous, boring and tiring. But we must keep going. Because while we might not know where our journey will end, we just may find, that when we finally get to somewhere, our road to nowhere, was worth the drive.

 Have you recently been somewhere and was pleasantly surprised by what you found when you arrived?  Share your thoughts with us.  And enjoy the slide show, below, of my trip to the Chihuahuan Desert.   

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Alonzo A. Heath

I am  a writer and I live in Ohio.  I have authored the content of LonnieHeath.Com for over ten years.   I am  also a regular contributor to Success Central and Successfully Selling.   You can find me on Google+ and Twitter.  Check out my new book, "Seven Days in June" on amazon.com.