The Triangle T ranch looks pretty good in the daylight, and it’s cool to walk in the footsteps of Glenn Ford — here’s part of the set from 3:10 to Yuma:
We drove down Dragoon Rd to the mountains, had to pull over between the stalked rubble of harvested corn fields filled with hundreds of Sandhill cranes. I have never seen anything like them, beautiful and all massed together in mid-migration, their backdrop the waste produced by human need for energy. I wanted my canon SLR more than anything, but didn’t have it, so this is as good as the pictures get.
Despite the sunshine, a handful of low clouds gathered along the Chiricahua mountains, and we drove up into them. Land of the standing-up rocks and of the Apache once, before white soldiers spilled their blood into the ground, stole this land. Stole these rocks, Rhyolite carved by ice and water into beauty.
These are taken from the Echo Canyon trail, which was unforgettable and I cannot believe we have never done it before…
A climb through the grotto…
…then down through a land of wonder.
Down a passageway that almost looks like cut stone and out again…
leaving the cloud for the sun (rather than the cloud leaving us, as Mark first thought — I’m usually the one to say things like that).
Down into the valley and looking back out where we had come from and where we would return…
Then around to look deeper into the Chiricahuas, and loop back around to the car.
From sun to cloud and ice.
The day didn’t quite end there, but this post is.