Yesterday I drove out of Taos, along a often traveled path. I camp in a sequestered canyon and awake to a herd of bighorn sheep grazing beneath the cliffs. I am about to visit my herd, my tribes, for the next several days.
Friday, August 29
Day 1-Riverdale
Yesterday I drove out of Taos, along a often traveled path. I camp in a sequestered canyon and awake to a herd of bighorn sheep grazing beneath the cliffs. I am about to visit my herd, my tribes, for the next several days.
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