Over the summer during my Western meanderings, I came across Independence Pass. I had to get from Point A to Point B, and I could tell the GPS was leading me somewhere crazy – hairpin turns up the wazoo, windy roads that never ended – I thought I was going to be entering another dimension....
I was in New Mexico. It rained every day. It was certainly unexpected, but I tried to turn it into an opportunity to catch some strange-lookin’ weather. I totally wasn’t scared though. I swear. I love clouds so dark and menacing that death seems inevitable. You know what I said? I said “Bring it.” Because...
