Ah, La Liendre, how you've slipped away in the course of these past 12 years! La Liendre was open to the public in past years, but it's now posted as private land. But the kind rancher had given us permission to travel here, and so we went back to see what was left of La Liendre.
The cemetery above La Liendre is spectacular, but we did not have enough time to pay our respects at that sacred spot for a second time. Besides, my friend shouted and screamed and cursed so fiercely at the horseflies in the cemetery at the last town that I had to shush him and remind him that he was on hallowed ground. I didn't want to expose yet more sleeping Spaniards to his profanity.
Not exactly Spaniards, but people of Spanish and Indigenous American descent. The people here are careful to point out the fact that they are not Mexicans. They never crossed the border; the border crossed them. They even say that they speak the Spanish of Cervantes, and it's true that when they speak English their accents are charming, distinctly Spanish but not like any other Spanish accents I've heard.
The desert was blossoming in places.
And in other places, too.
Just outside the kitchen of this small house, someone seemed to gather the shards of china in an attempt to put them back together. Good luck.
"Road" is a relative term out here in the hinterlands of the cattle ranch.
But the main road through the ranch was once maintained by the county, and so it has a few decaying bridges.
Weight limit 4 tons....
Maybe don't try to put 4 tons on that.
The road down into La Liendre can be a bit harrowing...
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