Gila Pictograph

Four miles down a creek in the Gila Wilderness, I noticed a dark opening in the mesa above. The crack towered. It was possible a cave stretched behind. Throughout history, people have visited this area for its small caves and rock shelters. Indigenous cultures, like the Mimbres people who lived here around 1,000 CE, used… Continue reading Gila Pictograph

Don’t Argue with Desert Mountains in the Winter

We ascended in deep snow. The trees relinquished their embrace and the air’s rare moisture crystallized and was made visible, glittering in the sun. As our view expanded, the flickering spirits of ten thousand small gods swarmed us. Their gentle flurry felt like a greeting. Here’s the thing. I haven’t crossed frozen earth or traversed… Continue reading Don’t Argue with Desert Mountains in the Winter