Fur bearing trout…

I’ve been working my way through a book edited by my former journalism professor, Tony Hillerman, entitled “Best of the West: An Anthology of Classic Writing from the American West.” The book contains 142 short stories on a variety of subjects, mostly historical in nature. Under the section of the book entitled “Tall Tales andContinue reading “Fur bearing trout…”

Finding good luck and a couple of other random things…

I expressed my worries about declining horny toad numbers in an earlier blog — remembering how plentiful they were when I was growing up in Ruidoso and how much everyone enjoyed finding one. Well, I got some good news this week from my sister Wendy, who lives in Cochiti Lake between Albuquerque and Santa Fe.Continue reading “Finding good luck and a couple of other random things…”

Worrying about horny toads…

I believe the last time I saw (and briefly captured) a horny toad was about 20 or more years ago after I had landed my hot air balloon in the desert on the east side of the Mesilla Valley. I’m not sure why horny toads wandered into my brain this week, but somehow thoughts aboutContinue reading “Worrying about horny toads…”

From the plazas of New Mexico to the concert halls…

I suspect when you think of organ music, long dark-themed dirges come to mind — like Bach’s Toccata and Fugue in D Minor during which the entire concert hall vibrates when the lowest notes are played. My wife and I were pleasantly surprised last weekend when we attended a free local concert given by JohnContinue reading “From the plazas of New Mexico to the concert halls…”

No “Red Sleds” or ROC 550s were injured during this repurposing…

For those of you who might not be aware of ski racing history, Hermann Maier was a phenomenal racer for Austria during the late 1990s and early 2000s. He was known for overcoming an almost fatal motorcycle accident to win two gold medals in the 1998 Olympics in Nagano, Japan. He won many other OlympicContinue reading “No “Red Sleds” or ROC 550s were injured during this repurposing…”

Apaches to the rescue, Part II…

The Mescalero Apache Tribe’s Mescalero Fish Hatchery has come through again with help for the Ruidoso White Mountain Elementary “Trout in the Classroom” project. Trout in the Classroom is a nationwide program of the non-profit Trout Unlimited organization. The program is aimed at teaching students the value of preserving clean cold-water fisheries, educating them onContinue reading “Apaches to the rescue, Part II…”

Relishing his pick…

As you may remember, our dog Chester picked the Philadelphia Eagles to win this year’s Super Bowl, using his enigmatic canine selection process to choose between a green and a red squeaky ball tossed into our back yard. His selection process is made even more incomprehensible since dogs are essentially color blind. When he pickedContinue reading “Relishing his pick…”

Chester’s choice…

If I were a betting man, I wouldn’t pick the Philadelphia Eagles to win this weekend’s Super Bowl. That’s because Chester, our overly enthusiastic Goldendoodle, has made what is likely to be his fourth bad pick on which team will win the football game. As we’ve done for the past four years, we’ve tossed twoContinue reading “Chester’s choice…”

New Mexico’s Rosetta Stone…

Imagine, if you will, that you are exploring the high desert country west of Los Lunas in the 1930s and you stumble across the inscription above carved in a 60-ton boulder in an arroyo near an extinct volcano. You’ve discovered the “New Mexico Mystery Stone” and triggered almost 100 years of debate about whether it’sContinue reading “New Mexico’s Rosetta Stone…”

Coming to you from Las Cruces, New America…

As many of you are probably aware by now, President Trump signed an executive order on his first day of office to rename the Gulf of Mexico the “Gulf of America.” Whether he has the authority to do this and whether the change would be recognized worldwide is not something I’ll delve into, given myContinue reading “Coming to you from Las Cruces, New America…”

The error of his ways sunk in…

It’s an old adage that having four wheel drive in your vehicle only gets you stuck further away from help. I experienced this first hand when I was in high school and owned a surplus World War II Jeep (made by Ford) and did my best to prove it could go anywhere. Unfortunately it didn’tContinue reading “The error of his ways sunk in…”