It all started with an old airplane, baking in the New Mexico desert. It could have been a scene from a movie . . . crashed and presumed lost; miles from anywhere . . . I looked at the mountains in the distance and wondered if I could have crossed them on foot . . .
Being what I am, I decided to try . . . As I got closer it didn't look so rough . . .
But as I got into it, the ground got rugged fast
Most alarming, everyone else walking the old mule paths had snake leggings and sticks. And of c...
Published on December 18, 2009 12:31