Breathtaking. Some of the photographs that you have presented truly stir one’s desire to do some serious sightseeing before the collapse of civilization. While many will say the collapse began in 1913 I believe the real collapse began with orchestration of the infiltration of the American seminaries by the Communists in the 1930’s. America has been Blessed since our “creation”. Unfortunately we have turned our back on our Creator.
HJB in Texas
3 months ago
Drove over it two weeks ago. It’s always a ‘start’ …. the highway north of Taos is flat and featureless. There is absolutely no indication that the high bridge across this is ahead of you …. almost until you are on it!
Tom Hyland
3 months ago
Living in Santa Fe County we receive the news pretty quick up Taos way. In September there were three plunges from the bridge which is a guaranteed death. Since the early 60’s the bridge has attracted this type of distressed individual who travel sometimes from out of state to utilize earth’s gravity effect to maximum advantage. Every search/retrieve operation costs thousands of bucks. They’ve shut down the bridge to pedestrians about a week ago and are contemplating building preventive fencing or some other deterrent until the bridge might reopen again. I used to hang glide but always felt fearless and comfortable up there. Walking out to the middle of that bridge and peering down causes the testicles to quiver and seek safety within the upper regions of your intestines. Breathtaking indeed. It truly takes some balls to climb over that rail but men and women do it regularly.
John A. Fleming
3 months ago
Hmm, doesn’t look very big here, or ever is even in flood. A river draining the mighty San Juans, and it looks like a trickle. So I went to look at a Rio Grande watershed map, ahh, now I see it (and for the first time), it only drains a small part of the San Juans, the Colorado gets the lion’s share. All the rest of the Rio Grande watershed are the small mountains of New and Old Mexico with every year uncertain snowfall.
Recently I flew over the San Juans in bright April daytime, crystal clear skies. From the window seat I saw the high mountains were blanketed with snow, I mapped out several long-distance possible ski tours. Another time I flew over in late summer, and all the April snow was gone, the mountains were bare brown. It’s a thin blanket of dry powder snow.
When I was younger, I so loved exploring the American Southwest. But over the years, I came to realize it’s too many people, not enough water, and has ever been so. It’s tough living in the desert lands, and tough living in the mountains. At least the mountains have water, I can handle cold.
I was recently backpacking in the New Mexico high mountains. Rain every day, sometimes heavy, sometimes for hours, lightning and thunder. And yet the creeks in the canyon bottoms are not very big and easy to cross. It’s a mystery where all that rainwater went, the hillside trails sometimes were a small creek we had to slog through. It must have been that the thickly-forested hillsides just soaked it all up and channeled it into the ground.
Breathtaking. Some of the photographs that you have presented truly stir one’s desire to do some serious sightseeing before the collapse of civilization. While many will say the collapse began in 1913 I believe the real collapse began with orchestration of the infiltration of the American seminaries by the Communists in the 1930’s. America has been Blessed since our “creation”. Unfortunately we have turned our back on our Creator.
Drove over it two weeks ago. It’s always a ‘start’ …. the highway north of Taos is flat and featureless. There is absolutely no indication that the high bridge across this is ahead of you …. almost until you are on it!
Living in Santa Fe County we receive the news pretty quick up Taos way. In September there were three plunges from the bridge which is a guaranteed death. Since the early 60’s the bridge has attracted this type of distressed individual who travel sometimes from out of state to utilize earth’s gravity effect to maximum advantage. Every search/retrieve operation costs thousands of bucks. They’ve shut down the bridge to pedestrians about a week ago and are contemplating building preventive fencing or some other deterrent until the bridge might reopen again. I used to hang glide but always felt fearless and comfortable up there. Walking out to the middle of that bridge and peering down causes the testicles to quiver and seek safety within the upper regions of your intestines. Breathtaking indeed. It truly takes some balls to climb over that rail but men and women do it regularly.
Hmm, doesn’t look very big here, or ever is even in flood. A river draining the mighty San Juans, and it looks like a trickle. So I went to look at a Rio Grande watershed map, ahh, now I see it (and for the first time), it only drains a small part of the San Juans, the Colorado gets the lion’s share. All the rest of the Rio Grande watershed are the small mountains of New and Old Mexico with every year uncertain snowfall.
Recently I flew over the San Juans in bright April daytime, crystal clear skies. From the window seat I saw the high mountains were blanketed with snow, I mapped out several long-distance possible ski tours. Another time I flew over in late summer, and all the April snow was gone, the mountains were bare brown. It’s a thin blanket of dry powder snow.
When I was younger, I so loved exploring the American Southwest. But over the years, I came to realize it’s too many people, not enough water, and has ever been so. It’s tough living in the desert lands, and tough living in the mountains. At least the mountains have water, I can handle cold.
I was recently backpacking in the New Mexico high mountains. Rain every day, sometimes heavy, sometimes for hours, lightning and thunder. And yet the creeks in the canyon bottoms are not very big and easy to cross. It’s a mystery where all that rainwater went, the hillside trails sometimes were a small creek we had to slog through. It must have been that the thickly-forested hillsides just soaked it all up and channeled it into the ground.