Desert Pilgrims

Across the wide Chihuahuan Desert

There's nothing quite like the solitude found in an expansive stretch of desert, especially when nobody else is about.  Such was the case when Becca and I made our pilgrimage in search of sacred places this morning.  We found no burning bushes, no stone-carved tablets nor papyrus scrolls in obscure caves.  But we were in touch with the spirit that animates this special place, and that's all we needed.

In the foothills of Tortugas (Tortoise) Mountain

The rolling desert near Tortugas

Soaptree Yuccas in winter dress

One way to cross the desert

Bushwhacking across the rolling desert floor

Tortugas Mountain (left) and the Organ Mountains