"The far off horizon impressed me no less. Once again, as in childhood, I saw the soft blue distance inviting me like an open door. And once again I was overcome by the feeling that I was not born for the life of a perpetual stay-at-home among my fellow men in towns and houses, but for pilgrimages...

The Dewey Bridge was destroyed by fire last night. I am in shock. That simple landmark held powerful symbolism for me. It was, in short, a gateway to a new world. The bridge was a defining point on the Kokopelli Trail. Each time I have ridden the trail, wether in it's entirety, or partially, that...