Mounds of striated rock in the Ojito Wilderness look like leftover sandcastles from long, long ago.
A few weeks ago, when the light was truly spectacular for all of about 60 seconds. For once, I was in the right place at the right time, with the right camera.
Hoodoos and a couple of ponderosa trees in the Ojito Wilderness.
I went up to Hamilton Mesa, in the Pecos, for the first time this fall. I chose one of the most glorious days possible for the hike and enjoyed every moment of it. (The drive up to Iron Gate trailhead, not so much.)
The Fogon Canyon Corral, in the Jemez, is one of the most interesting places ever. It’s an old corral that used the tuff wall of the canyon as one side of the corral. I somehow managed to get there at the peak of the fall colors this year.