The black-and-white broadside of a paint horse on a hillside at least a half-mile away drew me out of bed this morning. The news from the Sangre de Cristos and Jemez was not good after Earth Day wind, fire and dust violence, but we seemed to luck out near the Sandia mountain. The Calf Canyon …
I rose this morning to listen to the rain. It’s so rare. I went to sleep as the weather came in, soothed by the sound of the wind, knowing it brought a storm. I discovered on rising a little snow on the Sandias to the south, a little more on the Jemez to the north. …
He carries a pack and wears hiking boots instead of ropers but I think I have found a European Longmire. Alex Hugo, The Mountain Detective, speaks French and lives in the Alps but he’s an unshaven single man in jeans and rumpled shirts with same kindly, good-guy nature as Walt — Walt Longmire of the …
dream ranch 