10-24-2011, 12:00 AM
There is a powerspot between Santa Fe and Albuquerque...the backway on highway 14. Its called Garden of the Gods and stretches about 3 miles long, natural rock formations. I read just now that stagecoach robbers used to hide in the area and rob the mining coaches from nearby towns as they passed. Interesting because when I was here I felt watched and uncomfortable being alone, but otherwise liked the place and wanted to explore it more...which I would have if I had a man or gun with me. Preferably a man with a gun
"For the Indians, this variegated landscape was sacred ground. On stone
cliffs and massive boulders, they carved religious petroglyphs. And
throughout the area, they erected stone shrines to honor the kachina
spirits who brought rain and protected fields." http://www.gardenofthegodsinternational.blogspot.com/
Whispering Spirits road on other side of highway
Rocks and primarily of sandstone and limestone. Also to be found are petrified logs over million years old.
The rest of these pictures (one above and all below) are hills through the backway, into the town of Madrid. An old mining town which is now a haven for bikers and hippie-artisits herb growers As I left Madrid, three big bikers...a white guy and two indians were behind me. Its was a one lane highway, and they patiently rode behind me for many miles until the winding road opened up and they could safely pass. I didn't take their picture .
"For the Indians, this variegated landscape was sacred ground. On stone
cliffs and massive boulders, they carved religious petroglyphs. And
throughout the area, they erected stone shrines to honor the kachina
spirits who brought rain and protected fields." http://www.gardenofthegodsinternational.blogspot.com/
Whispering Spirits road on other side of highway
Rocks and primarily of sandstone and limestone. Also to be found are petrified logs over million years old.
The rest of these pictures (one above and all below) are hills through the backway, into the town of Madrid. An old mining town which is now a haven for bikers and hippie-artisits herb growers As I left Madrid, three big bikers...a white guy and two indians were behind me. Its was a one lane highway, and they patiently rode behind me for many miles until the winding road opened up and they could safely pass. I didn't take their picture .