Tuesday, December 1, 2009

Desert Pin Striping...

...is what the locals call it at Big Bend Ranch. I found and old horse shoe, but lost it on the way home. Maybe the luck will be strong enough to keep the rental car company from noticing the bumper that I smashed into a giant boulder.
Brutal. Full speed ahead through sandy washes and white thorn acacia.
Steer clear of Ocatio. Unless your building a fence.
Somehow we floated out of our bodies over the desert below.
Day break in the Chiuauan desert. Light rain through the night erupted the Creasote fragrence into the air.

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