Hot Air Balloons floated up through the mist surrounding the nearby mountains as Storm blinker begged his way through the Albuquerque rush hour traffic to head north. When we left the interstate for US 550 North, just like that the traffic disappeared and the view changed from the rear end of a tractor trailer in front of us to less and less traffic but more and more beautiful scenery. Too many bugs on the windshield for good pics on the ride, but here are a few from our lunch stop: