The cusp of the 19th and 20th centuries saw a pretty wild populace of gold miners and mountain men up in Red River, with saloons and brothels lining its muddy thoroughfares. In the early years of the 21st century you’ll still encounter mountain men and women, but this time around they’re wearing Gore-Tex instead of skins, and looking for a whole different kind of extracurricular activity (for the most part).
Red River now appears as a cluster of cheerfully painted shops and chalets, decked out in German-peasant style with an Old West theme – you'd think it wouldn't work, but it does. The historic buildings and dilapidated mines have been joined by a ski resort, adventure outfitters, ticky-tacky shops galore and, this being New Mexico, art galleries.
Just be warned that the whole place pretty much shuts down during the off-season, from mid-March to mid-May.