I flew out to Santa Fe for a quick visit and to support my friend Liz as she shot her black & white bicycle ballet, Giselle. It was wonderful to be 7000 ft. above sea level breathing in the sage, pinon and desert air.
Liz picked me up at the airport and promptly took me to a little trail head outside of town that led up a ridge and to some cool petroglyphs that decorated the volcanic rock strewn about. From whence did this volcanic rock come from? My question exactly. Some geologically savvy hikers we met on the trail informed us that the Valles Caldera, a ancient volcano now preserved in the Jemez Mountains, was the source.
The Valles was 30 miles north of where we hiked hinting at the power of that historic volcano. Yowza. The petroglyphs, meanwhile, are attributable to Anasazi and Pueblo Indians and some were thought to date back as far back as 900 AD. After contemplating all that deep time, we were hungry, so we got dinner at another venerable, albeit more modern, Santa Fe institution: Cafe Pasquals. Stuffed acorn squash and pupusas, a bustling community table set us up for a fun shoot the next day, a bit of song-writing, trick-or-treating and another hike outside of Tesuque. Ole!