The Río Pecos appeared in several places along my journey. The first glimpse was in south Texas, flowing through a deep gorge. It was majestic.
In some places, it was just a trickle, and perhaps not particularly scenic. Along its long journey, many villages have been sustained by its waters. Dams were created to form lakes that provided recreational opportunities. It was useful.
Then, I got to see the river as it meandered peacefully along past verdant fields. And from atop a ridge, it gently flowed below the rocky crag. Later, I saw it pass by towering cliffs on its way into a canyon. It was serene.
Behind my campsite, it rippled across the rocks with a soothing murmur. During the evening light, the surface glowed. I often sat by its edge just to listen and look. It was charming.
During that camp, at Villanueva State Park, I gained a deeper appreciation for the Río Pecos. It has provided much to many; and to me, it gave a peaceful respite. It nourished my spirit.
I’m glad I had the chance to experience that river again; and, to reflect on its wandering ways.
Camp: Villanueva SP-River CG
Scene: River, cliffs, rocks, trails