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
Wow! Those pictures were magnificent! I know what you mean about the area nourishing your spirit. Working in a city is toxic to my spirit but being near a stream or forest seems to restore the calm. Thanks for sharing the lovely photos!
Being close to nature restores my primal connection with the land and brings me peace. Glad you liked the photos.
My favorite this post, twilight glow on the river.
Thanks for saying so. That one is my favorite too.
My happiest camping experiences involve water rushing over rocks and boulders nearby; I’d rather hear that sound than I would the ocean making waves. Great photos and narrative in today’s post.
Thank you Gypsy for those kind words. I too prefer the babbling brook.
Love the twilight photo too. Like seeing the cactus in such a verdant area–as a life-long Northwesterner, it seems incongruous that cactus would grow in green areas.
Glad you liked the pic. Cactus, as most plants, like the moisture too. However, these were on top of a ridge far from the water source.