This week in the Mogollon Mtns New Mexico

Dys scouting for illegal aliens in the Gila Mtns;

Dys having a t.v. dinner while watching American Idol;

Welcome back, dys, to you and your lady. Fabulous pictures, buddy. What t-shirt is Diane wearing?

Is that Merlot? You and Diane look wonderful. Snap beans, as my mom used to call them.

What breathtaking views.

north of the village of Membres looking over the Gila Wilderness;

in the Mogollon Mtns at the trailhead to the catwalk trail to the ghost town of Mogollon;

on the catwalk trail ( a suspended walkway about 1.1 miles long and the only way to the ghost town of Mogollon)

Very interesting, the weather, the trees, the food... glad to see the pictures.

cool catwalk..

Hope I'll be there one day....

Please send back my cutlery.

Just one question: why is Mogollon prounounced like muggyowen?

Dys
Aha! You took all the ripe tomatoes from your garden on your trip. That's why I couldn't find any to steal from your back yard while you were gone. Drat!

BBB

it's those damn ferriners what did it, they got here just a few thousand years before we did and named up the places like they owned them. (not even did they have green cards)

more catwalk pics;

No wonder it's a ghost town, pre cat walk..

the original catwalk was just wooden timbers anchored into the walls of the canyon, the miners and social support personel who lived in the mining town at the top of the canyon numbered between 2,000 and 4,000. there are about 75 buildings still standing from the original town.

That's an amazing walk - but then you know that... did Sally stay behind?

actually sally loved the walk

cool!

Osso, I was sooo proud of Sally--she didn't object at all to the catwalk, even though you can see through the mesh-like floor. She is a cool little customer.

I realized on this trip that if Dys and I travel every week to a new place, we wouldn't be able to see all of the beautiful places in New Mexico, not to mention Colorado. I can't think of anything better to do with the rest of our lives than to seek out one more brilliant sunset, another steep mountain road, one more mountain stream full of trout, one more mysterious village of cliff dwelling, breathtakingly beautiful desert views, a lifetime of beauty. We are incredibly lucky to have all this beauty so near to our home and to our hearts.

Roger, I always thought the Mogollons were pronounced Muggy-yon. Where's an old mountain man when you need one?

That's close enough to what I've heard.