Over the bridge and up the cliff, basically. The narrow, rocky road with no guardrail climbed halfway to the Carson road before we saw them grazing quietly in a sheltered ravine no more than thirty feet away. A buck and four ewes. We stopped, of course, and stayed a long, long time. I got out [...]
bighorns
This is the context shot for the herd of bighorn sheep referred to in the previous post. I don’t know how high the top of that cliff is in the background, but 800-900 feet might cover it. Too high to jump off and play tricks, anyway. (Lord have mercy!) The Rio Grande itself flows right [...]
This picture is not a telephoto shot. The bighorn ram was six feet from my open driver’s side window, so I whipped out my iPhone 6s Plus and let him have it. The encounter was thrilling. We usually see them on the opposite side of whichever gorge we’re hiking. For me, at least, being this [...]
It all started with the magic energy field generated by a visit to an artist in the canyon. Even before dropping down a thousand feet to Embudo, we hit a dimensional shift. The air was more transparent. The colors of the sky and landscape seemed more saturated, and it felt as if the underlying rocks [...]
We saw these female bighorn sheep hopping over boulders at the bottom of the gorge near the Rio Grande. Some of the rocks are full of holes from gases trapped while the minerals were in a molten state. The geology of this place is only partly known to me, but they look like chunks of [...]