Except you can't keep your eyes off the high desert hills, jagged pink and brown cones, remnants of ancient seabeds thrust high by geologic collision.
The road runs miles beside the uneven edge of hot rock against blue sky. The constant line of contrast and clarity clears the mind's clutter. After a half-hour's drive, you're awake to the moment.
Even an impending whitewater moment, when your raft rocks in a sideways slide over unseen rocks and you wonder if this is the time you'll flip.
You don't, today.
But your heart pounds and you dig your paddle in deep, and you whoop as you plunge over a drop. And at the end of the ride you can't stop smiling.
To gift yourself with a river experience, call (800) 544-1181 or click Los Rios River Runners. Then go.
Copyright 2009-2012 Kathleen Scott, for Hill Country Mysteries. Unauthorized reproduction is prohibited.
Oh my.... This post is sheer magic.... You took me hundreds of miles with just a few words. Brilliant as a hot blue sky.
ReplyDeleteHi Kathleen,
ReplyDeleteI've been to Taos once and I've always wanted to go back. Now your post reminds me that I really need to sometime soon.
Have a good one,
Pit
Oh that sounds wonderful Kathleen. I definitely need to go!
ReplyDeleteWhat a fantastic photo! I feel as if I were there --
ReplyDeleteI guess I can be there in 3 hours...too bad I have to work...
ReplyDeleteLooks like a great trip, and the water must be nice and cold to dip into! I've driven by there and that steep mountain edge more than once, and never knew what that section of the Rio Grande was called. Clearing mind's clutter is something I am in need of!
Dear Kathleen
ReplyDeleteGreat post, I was not aware of the fact that there is something called New Mexico
Nice fountain snaps