Pinedale, 37 Years Later

Got up early and had breakfast this morning . I was eager to drive south and see if I could find the ranch I worked on 37 years ago. From the development around Pinedale, I was afraid the ranch wouldn't seem as remote as I remembered it. From the picture, you can see that it's still pretty darn remote. The ranch is the little dot in the center of the picture. Thirty-seven years ago, the front gate to the Buckskin Crossing was an old wooden gate with a sign Bill Edwards and I burned with a hot poker. We drove in and looked around, but there was nobody home. The old cabin and most of the other ranch buildings were gone, replaced by a new kit-log home. The ranch is 40 miles from Pinedale and there's not much for miles around but sage brush covered flat land, sage brush covered hills, sage brush covered ravines, and a thread of green grass and trees along the river. We saw dozens of antelope and finally got a more or less close up shot of a couple of does. (Bea says they knock her socks off.)
We got a comment from Lucas and Brooke on the blog today. They had been looking at the pictures and Brooke said she liked the one of Bea and Grandpa on a horse. Maybe she'll be able to come out to New Mexico some day and we'll go riding together. We came back to the motel for a little nap and then took another drive around town and saw this mule deer doe just a few blocks from Main Street. Then we met
my old friend and bass player, George Ditton for dinner. We plan to spend some more time with him tomorrow. He's still playing music. I hope I look that good in another 25 years.


Such a wonderful day for me, to see where David worked and played just before we met so many years ago. It sure is remote!!! It seemed like we drove and drove to Emmy Lou Harris and "Sweetheart of the Rodeo." Sagebrush everywhere, irrigation ditches, creeks (cricks, out here), and a river or two. Water is extremely high as it has been raining cats and dogs in this area for several weeks now according to the local paper. Redwing blackbirds, magpies, killdeer everywhere--even saw a goldfinch in town. Pretty soon I'll have a list of all the wildflowers I've seen--this is surely the right time to see the desert. Karen, you were right, the desert IS blooming for us!!!!