For years we had heard stories about a wonderful, mystical location outside of Santa Fe, where UFOs landed, spirits wandered, and visions could be seen. Among others, Frank Howell had gone there for inspiration, we had been told. I absolutely had to go!

In town for the art opening reception at our Santa Fe gallery, we had a couple of days of free time beforehand. I met my parents for breakfast at the Tecolate Café. Over steaming plates of huevos rancheros and blue-cornmeal-with-pinon-nuts pancakes, we discussed the possible location of this magical place.

“Do you think you know how to get there?” my dad asked.
“I believe it’s just a few miles east and south of town”, I replied, “and I think I’d recognize some of the landmarks.”

It turned out that he really wanted to go there as much as I did, and had been making notes when other people talked about it. A mutual friend and artist, Sharon Montgomery, had contributed great, first-hand stories about the place.

“Oh, Bert”, my mom pleaded, “isn’t it on private property? What if you’re hurt? Do your even really know where you’re going. . .”

. . . we decided to go immediately after we ate.

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