MEXICO | Thursday, 4 July 2013 | Views [262] | View Larger Image
And finally Palmarito! On the trail our guide Armando led the way at a pace he was accustomed to, still in his T-shirt as it drizzled. His pace was hell-bent and the temperature was in the upper forties or low fifties. I called him a man of the mountains and he did not disagree but smiled…. Nothing prepares for the sight of the paintings- color, line, composition, site, all is sublime. To take a picture is insufficient but it buttresses our memories so that is what we do.