Goodbye Big Bend

Advertisements I stop to wish a fond farewell to the goat mayor of Lajitas before I hit the road that will eventually take me back home. [the_ad id=”11876″] It’s just after 6am on the first day of 2018. I stop in the middle of the road and thank the Great Spirit for watching over me.BigContinue reading “Goodbye Big Bend”

carrying onward to Oak Springs

Advertisements I leave the view from the Window, judge the water remaining in my canteen, and decide to continue along the trail to Oak Springs. I remember hearing that a waterfall may be the reward at the end of the trail, depending upon the weather and recent rainfall. I start trekking up the mountainside asContinue reading “carrying onward to Oak Springs”

The clarity of Window Rock

Advertisements I pull my beanie down over my ears and smile at the frosty air that comes out of my mouth. It’s a quiet morning at the Window Rock trailhead, just how I prefer. I get my blood pumping as I start the five-mile journey to the Window. The stillness of the forest makes itContinue reading “The clarity of Window Rock”

Terlingua

Advertisements “The topography of Big Bend is so barren and jagged that America’s astronauts in the 1960s took field trips to the park to prepare them for landing on the moon.” It didn’t really surprise the man to find a ghost town out here, as the whole goddamn place felt abandoned. He knocks back another beerContinue reading “Terlingua”

The singing Mexican in Boquillas canyon

Advertisements I was told to be on the lookout for the Singing Mexican if I headed out to Boquillas Canyon. I really didn’t know what that meant, but on a glorious December morning I make the trek out to the eastern edge of Big Bend to check out this area. The hike would be short due toContinue reading “The singing Mexican in Boquillas canyon”

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