The Red Willow People of the Taos Pueblo allow visitors to walk into their sacred place, their village, where life continues from the earliest of human existence. Little has changed in this high desert village. Only about 25 people still live full time in the village but all the adobe homes are owned by tribe members and they must maintain them. The tribe recently received a grant to help restore some of the failing buildings to their past glory. We watched a native lady make fry bread and then ate it. It was delicious when dipped in honey. The village had a cemetery that is no longer used because it is full and there is a new one just outside of the village walls where many tribe members live. The village does no have running water or electricity. Our guide informed us that families are buried on top of one another and only a cross with the family name is on the grave. He said they have a traditional burial ritual but he would not tell us what it was because it is sacred. The stream that runs through the village is their water supply. We tasted the clear water that runs untainted from the mountain and it had a sweet taste.
Is this a photo bomb! We all agreed the fry bread was delicious.
Christopher Houston “Kit” Carson, 1809-1868, led Americans westward to the Pacific coast. Kit moved to Taos in 1826 where he was a trapper, mountain man, scout and army officer in the Civil War and Indian wars of the Southwest.
The High Road to Taos is the scenic road back to Albuquerque. This road winds through the mountains and valleys. We could see snow in the distance and were glad we were not in it. On the High Road is the Rancho de Chimayo, a well known restaurant with a quaint setting and delicious food. Once again we toasted our fabulous trip with Margaritas and beers!
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