How human macroparasites tried to infect the Pueblos, and why they failed

The beauty of Taos Pueblo, and the mystery of the The Ancestral Puebloans and their vanished cities.

We find Kaw-Lija’s, the one and only place in Eagle Nest to eat in late fall.

We learn a tad more about Eagle Nest -- at one time a gambling hell that would have made any Western Movie proud.

We land in Eagle Nest. A peaceful lakeside fishing village today. But just a hop, a skip, and a jump from a sinister ghost town complete with its own serial killer.

We meet the great beauty, and the vast sadness, of the Vietnam Veterans War Memorial of New Mexico.

I remember the day, many years ago now, when my teenage son saved a volunteer at the Taos Museum from death by pure apoplectic fury after she dealt with two fantastically rude and boorish visitors.

I recall staying in the “Fechin Inn,” seeing the works of Fechin himself, and meeting...oh my!...his daughter, the famous artist, model, and dancer Eya Fechin.