Leaving the graveyard, the road became a dirt path, and several miles in, a stone wall and large standing stone slab caught me by surprise. It was like a miniature version of our own Stonehenge. When the bumpy path finally dumped me onto Rt 14, I opted to go north, back to Santa Fe rather than south to Madrid and Los Cerilloss. In addition to the art and history of these two southern towns, they are supposed to be enclaves of Wiccans, the neopagan based religi
on, and that deserves its own trip!
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