You can’t see the summit, but it’s up there under the highest cloud that still shows a touch of morning pink. At 10,801 feet it’s not the tallest mountain in these parts, but it’s the closest. I’ve hiked up there, not all the way to the top, but almost, on the back side you can’t [...]
Llano Quemado
The top of San Antonio Mountain, at 10,912 ft (3,326 m) one monster of a volcanic peak, is about 43.5 miles as the raven croaks from where I stood to take this picture. That would be the top of the driveway, so I guess I can’t complain. Well, I could. It’s in my nature. The [...]
How did the custom of waiting until 5:00 p.m. before having a drink of alcohol ever get started? Crazy, isn’t it? I’ve been waging guerilla war against the practice for decades, rarely with much success, so I’m happy to report that I shot the above scene yesterday at approximately 23 minutes before the hour, with [...]
Last night we had dinner with a man who refused anesthesia and simply left his body for a surgical procedure down in Albuquerque. (“He’s from Taos, it’s all right.”) This morning there was a peacock in our driveway eating birdseed. It should not surprise you that another story from last night involved a barking bear. [...]
The sharp, loud scream from my wife in the kitchen startled me out of a delicious slumber at 7:00 a.m. “Are you all right?” I yelled, staggering out of bed. (Cue visions of sharp knives, rattlesnakes, dead cats, and blood…) She was, fortunately, but something huge had just walked past the window: this guy! I [...]