On Sunday I drove us up here in the Dodge Dakota. The 4.7 L V-8’s dual exhausts throbbed and rumbled all the way through Talpa, along the Rio Grande del Rancho, and up into the mountains on sweeping, empty curves past patches of snow and fallen rocks. Every damn stump looked like a bear. The [...]
This is another view from Sunday. That’s Taos Mountain, of course, or Pueblo Peak, which almost no one calls it. Sometimes you see a ring of clouds like that around the mountains in the bitter cold that can develop after a heavy snow. The daytime high stays under freezing. More solar radiation bounces off than [...]
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 [...]
This is a telephoto shot (300mm) from the top of our driveway looking south toward Picuris Peak. It’s also from Tuesday morning and will look the same on Wednesday, given the moisture pouring in from the Pacific over Mexico. I love it, though. Just look: nobody up there! We had a visitor from back East [...]
The amazing thing about summer in the terrible high desert is that when it finally gets here, it isn’t summer any more. That is, nothing like emigrant flatlanders remember. I’m not complaining, though! Here it is July, but that down comforter stays right on the bed. In a few weeks, I’ll be closing windows, too. [...]
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