The Spaniard’s Gold: Part 6

Grace was entranced by the coin in Sam’s hand. It was definitely gold. It might be a simple Sacajawea dollar — but then again it might be part of the Rivera fortune, she thought. She needed to see it up close. Gingerly, she opened the door. He didn’t seem to notice. Ever so carefully, sheContinue reading “The Spaniard’s Gold: Part 6”

The Spaniard’s Gold: Part 5

The rushing flood waters threatened to tear Grace from the branch. She glanced upstream and saw Ingram coming toward her, propelled by the current. She reached out one hand and caught his before he was swept father down the canyon. Barely, she caught his wrist and dug her nails into the fabric of his plaidContinue reading “The Spaniard’s Gold: Part 5”

The Spaniard’s Gold: Part 4

The wash twisted and dug deeper into the surrounding desert rock. Grace had increased the pace. Her feet pounded the fine sand, causing a shower of dust to billow up with each step. She could feel raindrops seep through her light clothing. Gathering winds started to blow. “What are we looking for?” Ingram yelled. “DoctorContinue reading “The Spaniard’s Gold: Part 4”

The Spaniard’s Gold: Part 3

Grace was sunburned before midday. She could feel the heat coursing over her skin, from her scalp to her shins. She was dressed for the desert in a long-sleeved white shirt that breathed and loose khaki pants, but the sun seemed to penetrate her weaknesses. A hat would’ve been an excellent idea, she thought. IngramContinue reading “The Spaniard’s Gold: Part 3”

Turning a Lens on Antelope Canyon

There are few places on Earth so naturally beautiful that you literally fall silent at the sight of it. Lower Antelope Canyon, seven miles east of Page, AZ, is one of those special places. For years, I had seen it in photo books and magazine covers. Images of Antelope Canyon are iconic. But in moreContinue reading “Turning a Lens on Antelope Canyon”

Shortcut to Sagebrush

Navajo Route 20 is one of those roads you can only find if you’re looking for it. The epitome of rural, is stretches almost 40 miles from Gap, a town you won’t find on Google Maps, to Lechee, near Page. Only a few miles of either end are paved. The rest is a rough, washboardContinue reading “Shortcut to Sagebrush”