Just over that mountain is Picuris Pueblo. The last time I was there, I watched a sun dance. A man dragged a buffalo head around the circle with leather thongs tied to bone needles pierced through the skin on his back. Round and round he went until he pulled free.
Pottery fragments are everywhere up here. Some of them go back 800, 900, 1,000 years or more. A thousand years! The end of the Early Middle Ages in Western Europe. Five hundred years before Columbus.
What is this “America” we speak of, anyway?