The Cumbres & Toltec narrow-gauge railway train puffs its way up the hills outside Chama.
After an incredibly warm and dry winter and spring, we finally got quite a bit of rain in the Albuquerque area yesterday. (It was cool too!) Looking southwest from the Sandia foothills right before the heavens opened up. (No, I did not stay dry.)
A lone aspen, nestled within classic Jemez volcanic tuff, shows off its full spring foliage.
A small strip of sunlight reveals Mt. Taylor beneath brooding virga clouds.
I haven’t mentioned that I injured my right arm pretty badly while hiking about two months ago. Fortunately my camera was in its case and remained unscathed; I, however, took about 6 inches of skin off the underside of my arm. Thanks to truly outstanding medical care from the Presbyterian Wound Center, I’m well on the road to recovery.
Both my fitness and photography took a hit. I honestly haven’t felt much like taking photos since I hurt myself. Hiking was a total slog the first few weeks after I got back into it and I’m still struggling to get back to the fitness level I had before the accident. Last weekend I attempted the longest hike I’ve done since I injured myself: I went about 2½ miles up La Luz Trail (Sandias, outside Albuquerque). This is the scene that motivated me to go that far — one of my favorites.