The images presented were taken in the 1990's. Taken as prints, there is degradation when going from print to digital images. Also, where we were traveling sometimes delayed processing for weeks or months and humidity played havoc with the undeveloped film. Still, I wanted to share our experiences through the pictures we took.
 October 1990. Carl on a dirt road that winds through the countryside. Typical grasslands with large rock formations October 1990. After a two-day side trip to Chihuahua by train, where we visited Poncho Villa's Place "Quinta Luz," and where we took no pictures!!!, we returned to Creel to spend several more days. We walked every day. The Tarahumara have trails leading from farm to farm and from farm to town that crisscross through the countryside. We never tired of exploring the area. Lots of fields, usually corn, and large rock formations that made for interesting landmarks. Elephant Rock was a famous attraction, and it was a goal on one of our walks to find it. With thunderstorms eminent all day, we finally did find it. From a distance, it did look like an elephant was standing next to the road.  October 1990. Elephant Rock The trails took us through the countryside, past farms with their fields of corn. Some farmhouses were more modern and made of cement cinder blocks, others were just caves in the rock formations.  On the left is a modern cinder block house. On the right is a cave house. Most of the house is the cave, but rocks are collected to secure the front of it. In between is a field of corn.
The rock formations that dotted the countryside were also used as shelters for the Tarahumara. We stopped at this one to rest, but the soot on the ceiling indicated that when they stopped, they built fires. Could be either for warmth or cooking. Our walks were interesting, fun, and lasted most of the day. In other words--hours!  On October 5, 1990, Lori's 41st birthday, we walked to the lake. October 5, 1990. Another all-day, ten-mile hike, but it was worth it. We were ecstatic that we found the lake. We took a series of roads to get there but decided to use the trails on the way back. We walked for over an hour before we realized we were not where we needed to be, so we kept walking until we came to the top of a hill and recognized the valley below as one we had walked before. So relieved! We were back on familiar ground. Again rain threatened, but as we got closer to Creel and Margarita's, we realized the storm was passing behind us. So we stopped, found a nice rock and had a drink, a snack, and just admired the view.  Hilltop view of Creel Comments are closed.
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