I wish I could say that was our only "time to meet your maker" experience on the Pecos, but she is not to be trifled with....at any time, for any reason. If you show weakness or an ounce of disrespect, she will deliver harsh discipline with no remorse. I should know, I was sent to her office on a few occasions. :)
Most of those stories are reserved for campfires and God. But that trip actually ended with sunshine and a windless weekend. Sun-burnt and a ton of fish behind us, we headed on back home with some awesome memories.
|Below Train Bridge, Pecos River 1993|
It was a very special place.
|Pecos River Highbridge 1993|
Then she fell on hard times..... Drought. It began to wear on the old gal. Her forty feet deep and hundreds of feet wide body started to slowly wither away. She was going back to her past, before the dam, before the water filled her.
|Pecos River Highbridge 1997|
......Part 2 to come.....