la cumbrecita

ahhh, la cumbrecita...the tranquility. the fog. or were they clouds? are clouds fog? does it really matter? the ring around the moon always foretells...
i rode a horse for the first time in my life. it was sublime. at times i felt like a partisan riding through the mountains to bring the recent mapped coordinates of the panzerfiest division that has just crossed my border. damn, one day i hope to be riding more horses. they really are amazing creatures. some photos of me and my friend Manuel, along with the dog i liked to call friend:




and...you will know us by the trail of Koharski...