I drove up to there the Red River joins the Rio Grande at Wild Rivers National Recreation Area on the afternoon before the winter solstice. Because of some road construction, I got there as it was getting dark, and then spent a cold night before hiking down again early the next morning when I could see.

The weather report said that it would snow, so I was hoping to capture the snow falling – that didn’t happen. But it is a beautiful and austere hidden place. I’m still digesting the images, and thinking about when I might return.