First thing in the morning, we walked a trail leaving our campground to the Rio Grande River. It is mind blowing that just across the river, one is in Mexico.
Claudette prepared a lunch, and we went and had that at Boquillas Canyon Overlook, which offers a different look at the Rio Grande. From the overlook, we can see Boquillas, which is a village in Mexico, just across the river. While driving to the overlook, we went right by the border crossing, but we had no intention of venturing into Mexico on this trip and didn’t even bring our passports.
Finally, we went to the Hot Springs. We could have taken a 3-mile trail to get there, but instead chose to go by road. This starts off with an OKish unpaved road, but after an oversize vehicle turn around point, this is where the fun begins. The road splits into two one-way lanes, carved on the edge of the mountain, with sharp drop-offs at the edge of the roadway that has no guardrails and is barely wide enough for our long bed truck to keep the front left wheel on the road while avoiding the right side of the truck from scraping against the mountain. Once at the bottom, a short hike took us to the hot springs, which were fairly crowded, but we were still able to manage do keep our distances from other couples and families. The hot springs concrete sitting area was just on the edge of the Rio Grande River, and a 50-foot walk across slow flowing knee-deep water would have brough us (illegally) into Mexico.