THE WRITING | Confessions of a SaddleTramp

Hidden

There is life in the brush under the deadwood Hidden Waiting to come out To stretch and yawn with arms wide open We step along a trail of...

Tangled

Sometimes you need to stand in the wind. Sun on your face, tangled hair be damned. To walk barefoot in the sand. To sit on the steps and...

Bisti/De-Na-Zin Wilderness Area

A Mayan city of rock flat topped with squared edges mingles with the turrets of Arabia, the desert asphalt transitions into limestone and...

Lonely

Lonely is a learned and weighty thing to carry. Harder still to hold. When the sky casts its shadow across the mountains and the sun...

Barefoot

When it rains here you go outside. Barefoot. The mountains fade in the gray and the wind gusts, moving through you like an old screen...

Lake Meredith National Recreation Area

I saw a shooting star last night against the canvas of the night sky. One brief flash among a backdrop of many as it was trying hard to...

Ice Cream

It’s been a while since I had chocolate ice cream. It has become a delicacy now, in tandem with long, hot showers, garbage disposals and...

Chama River Wilderness, Santa Fe National Forest, NM

Sometimes I get tired of fighting the wind. Tired of keeping my head down and shoulders bunched. Yearning to see the blue above. To...

Sea Rim State Park, Texas

The beach lies perpetually in motion. A stretch wide and long as a striped asphalt runway. Sun glistens off the wet sand and with each...

Run

Legs long in the stirrups, I sit watching the rivets and washboards of the creek below. Listening to the sound of silt moving across the...

Feral

Do you ever think about licking the blade? About walking the edge, slipping on loose rock - arms out for balance. Resisting the urge to...

Desert Love

We ride the dry creek of river stones and bluebonnets weaving our way through washouts then backtracking to find a solid path. Past a...