Black Mountain Outpost...

Summer in the Mountains of Northern New Mexico


A long long time ago, when i was older, i was stationed at an outpost in the mountains of northern New Mexico.  Our crew lived in a cabin built in 1891, we were in the post civil war days. With no electricity we had oil lamps for evening light, wood stove for cooking, a "cold hole" in the floor for food storage, and a nearby mountain crick for water. Our main duty was as instructors in both black powder shooting, utilizing .58 calibre Springfields,  and also in blacksmithing, utilizing our forge and hand tools. Participants (we called them "recruits") would backpack in, and could travel to a variety of backcountry camps that offered instruction in various skills and programs. As there is no road access to our valley,  we packed in and out our supplies with our Mammoth burroughs, Lee and Grant...


the sky.... but its also down.

there was a young lady named bright,

who coud travel much faster than light,

she set out one day in a relative way,

and arrived the preceeding night.

A happy soul is the best shield for the cruel world of people

Special Thanks 

My Trail Family


To the ones who I have crossed paths with along the way, who have been so great and real! Thank You; I miss you all

The Crew

I could not do it without them...

For the support, guidance, and encouragement to dream dreams, and to chase them...




Abraham of the River


Since the Dawn of Dream