A Good Match.
It’s Cooler in the Foot Hills. And the Rains Come Sooner Here.
Time for Big BBQ with a Side of Tiny Prayers for Rain.
The Heat. The Crazy Heat. We are So Done with the Heat.
Waiting for the Monsoon Rains.
Western Chic Cool Meets Old West Warmth.
At The County Line.
Stone Fireplaces Waiting for Winter Snows.
Love the Crazy Sled Chandelier.
What’s a Mountain Restaurant without Retro Hunting Art? Oh No…Not the Bunny!
On to the Main Event. “Flintstone Ribs” for 2. Their Specialty.
With Slow-Cooked Baked Beans.
A New Mexico Staple. Green Chile Stew. Hatch Chile. Nothing Else will Do.
Burgers. All American. Bison.
Safe Inside with a Platter of Ribs. Let the Rains Come.
A Downpour with a Sprinkling of Sunshine. Rainbows surely will Follow.
The Cool Air is Intoxicating.
The Water Rushes Fast at 6000 Feet Above Sea Level.
Can You Feel the Coolness?
On our Way Out the Door. We Try Out the Love Meter for Dessert.
Such Silly Hot Magic on a Cooling and Finally Wet Afternoon.