Welcome to Hachita, NM, November 2011
 

To call Hachita a town is a painful stretch of a good word.  Id call it wrack in a sea of creosote bush. As I crawled east down SR 9, on my right I passed five dirt roads scratched through the scrub at right angles to the paving.  By turning south on any one of them I could see four similar roads parallel with the highway. 

Welcome to Hachita.