Four hours southeast of Roswell, New Mexico, we stopped for the night before going on to Kerrville, Texas. The oil wells started about two hours south of Roswell, and the ground kicks up a fine white powder that coats the workboots and jeans of the guys working the rigs. 
I immediately noticed that most motorcycle riders are wearing helmets in this state, but some aren't, so not sure if there is no helmet law (like New Mexico and Arizona) or if they are just doing their own thing. I also noticed a lot of cowboy hats and boots, and men who held the door open for the fairer sex, even if they were more than 10 feet away from entering the building. And "y'all" is officially used here in every type of verbal exchange possible, with "y'all come back now," being the standard goodbye phrase used in eating establishments.
The area itself is at the tail end of the Pecos Plains, which I found to be getting really redundant after the first hour of travel. It does have a lot of plateaus all around, and the lady at the RV park told me it's the only place around there that does. The RV park also had that nice white dusty ground, which makes it impossible not to track white footprints on any smooth surface. It was a good thing we were only staying overnight because it wasn't really a very attractive place to us.
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