There’s actually a gorge between those cliffs and where I stood to take this shot. The Rio Pueblo runs at the bottom of it flowing toward the left, where it joins up with the Rio Grande and its even larger gorge beyond. This means that everything you see is Taos Pueblo land. The cliffs, the grassy (?) meadows way up on top, all that. No larger lesson or essay here, just another example of the outrageous landscape of el Norte. More places to fall down and get all busted up than this boy’s ever seen.