New Mexican Pronghorn

When Meredith and I traveled to Colorado for our minimoon last year, we were forced to take a detour off I-25 north of Wagon Mound. It wasn’t that...

Behind Ridge Road

Ft. Bayard, in the Fog

Old Ft. Bayard, blanketed in fog. Not going to lie, I jumped quite a bit every time I heard some unusual sound. It was creepy out there.