Hiking in New Mexico
We live surrounded by worlds we barely know.
This may be especially true in the desert West. The bare, stony, apparently nondescript land, waterless and often desperately overgrazed, that we glimpse as we pass on the freeway? It looks like whole lot of nothing.
Stop the car. Lace up your boots, my friend.
Walks in the wilderness are the writer’s, the artist’s, the human being’s balm.
Take your map—it will tell you which lands are public—and walk out into the plains and mountains nobody knows about. You’ll have to crawl under a fence or two. Take plenty of water, and keep an eye out for snakes. Put a pencil and a couple of three-by-five cards in your pocket, because you’ll see things you’ll want to remember.
Go on foot, quietly. Click here.
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I’ve been there. I’ve walked the pathless wilderness. I’ve crawled under those wire fences that warn to stay out! I’ve ignored the rules…preferring to make my own way over the quiet landscape, searching for whispers from the past…hoping for insight on the present…knowing I am but a grain of sand to the future.