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3-Day: Mountain
Loop Extended
This mini
itinerary is a delightful extension of the 2-Day: Desert Mountain
Loop, continuing on for an overnight in Marfa, and visiting the
ghost town of Shafter and on into Ojinaga, Mexico the next, before
returning to Terlingua. Departing from the 2-day itinerary after the
visit to the Desert Nature Center, we'll head the few miles back to Fort
Davis to connect with the 26 mile route to Marfa.
First established as a water stop for steam locomotives in
1881, Marfa's ambitions were immediately visible with the construction
of a majestic stone and brick courthouse in attempts to eclipse the
political ascendancy of the larger nearby rival Alpine. Built for $60K,
we'll need to wander through and peek from the cupola to fully
appreciate the $2.2 million restoration of 2001. Though not far in
distance from our previous two towns, the open plain here provides a
very different feel. It so captured the famous minimalist sculptor
Donald Judd, that he forsake New York and purchased portions of the
adjacent former army Fort D. A. Russell, where two painstakingly
restored former artillery sheds house parts of his permanent collection.
The renaissance brought about by the internationally acclaimed artist
and the cultural nonprofit foundations which followed him have also
attracted a score of quality art galleries. They exhibit predominantly
contemporary talent, both regional and faraway, in media including
painting, photography, ceramics, and sculpture/installation art. It's
certainly a contrasting emphasis from the prevailing ranching
atmosphere, though reassuringly, far too far from anywhere to be overtly
pretentious. Those wishing to concentrate on the art offerings here as
well as tour the grounds of Mr. Judd's legacy the Chinati Foundation,
will want to schedule an additional day to take it all in.
The town and surroundings have also featured in a number of
Academy Award winning movies, from the 1950's "Giant", to more recent
"No Country for Old Men" and "There Will Be Blood". It was famed too
from the beginning, for the "Marfa Mystery Ghost Lights" frequently
sighted just east. This phenomena has defied definitive explanation
(you'll have to wait to learn of all the theories) with balls of light
appearing on the horizon, moving in directions and at speeds that provoke
animated conjecture but not explanation. Even the skeptic has gone away
in wonder. We'll go try our luck after dinner when darkness falls . . .
Whatever our previous evening's experience, today promises
completely distinctly different ones, poking through a silver mining
ghost town and heading into Mexico for lunch, before
returning to Terlingua via the scenically acclaimed "River Road".
Southward from Marfa the
road ambles with rolling vistas (camels included), descending toward the
Rio Grande. A band of geologic interruption intrudes beforehand, with
surface silver being found in the 1850's in the foothills of the Chinati
Mountains and leading to the founding of the now nearly ghost town of
Shafter. Reaching more than 2000 people, later lead was also extracted
for the war effort during WWII, but groundwater problems closed company
operations shortly thereafter. A handful of resident folks there keep a
pulse alive and tend to some of the remaining buildings and cemetery,
always outlasting the succession of periodic industrial interest in
reopening the diggings. The graveyard (with an extensively documented
photo collection in the adjacent pavilion) is a visual and spiritual
testament to those that lived, loved, and struggled in the area, and now reside here
in perpetuity.
Another twenty miles leads to the town of Presidio, an
official border crossing. Known from the Spanish days as La Junta de
los Rios- The Junction of the Rivers, this is where the Rio Conchos
enters and reinvigorates the Rio Grande, giving rise to the sister city
on the Mexican side of Ojinaga. We'll double check our passports, park
next to Border Patrol, and walk across the International Bridge (yes,
it's safe).
Ojinaga (or 'OJ' to many) is about five times the size of
Presidio at about 30,000, and is one of the most remote and least used
crossings on the US/Mexico border. It's about 600 miles between
crossings, and so far the violence plaguing Juarez and elsewhere has
spared 'OJ'. Also absent is the traffic, long wait times and commercial
sleaze associated with larger crossings. Mariachi music and brightly
painted buildings will grace our walk the mile to the Plaza, the town
square flanked by City Hall with dramatic historical murals on one side
and the simple 18th century red-tiled church at the end. Many goods and
services are dramatically cheaper here, leading to some of the same medical
tourism influences found elsewhere. Many gringos from Terlingua and the
region come for dentistry and prescription drugs. Tequila is pretty
cheap too. Lunch will be in a local cafe, with hopefully the eclectic
establishment Fausto's open for perusal. Run by Eduardo Holman, the
city's unofficial tourism officer, he also administers the informative
and exhaustive website www.ojinaga.com.
It's a fascinating cultural experience for so easy of a visit, but our
feet are probably by now starting to point us back toward the US. A
quarter's worth of pesos for each of us on the Mexican side gets us back
across the bridge to clear US customs.
Now it's time for the famous River Road, labeled one of the
"Most Scenic Drives in
North America" by National Geographic. Beforehand though, just east
of Presidio is Fort Leaton State Historical Park. Started in 1848 by an
Indian bounty hunter, the massive adobe fortress served as a trading
post and the location of the oldest continuously cultivated land in the
US. Also the scene of tortured tales and family feuding, the
interpretive displays in the nearly acre labyrinth structure contrast
with the peaceful atmosphere of the two short desert nature trails.
Hopefully upon exit the sun is reaching a point to provide golden
backlight for the beautiful road ahead. Passing the agricultural river
flatlands of Redford, the river valley quickly closes in, narrowing the
road that twists and turns, climbs and descends, presenting a new vista
at each. Paralleling Colorado Canyon, the river's forces (and dynamite)
have provided the only passage. If time and desires allow, the short
hike into the narrow slot of Closed Canyon is quite unique. A scoured
canyon no wider than the creek that did so, it's a humbling thought to
ponder the violence evident here when the water flows. A few miles
further east is the exceedingly steep La Cuesta or Big Hill that
tests transmissions and power ratios of most any vehicle. Be glad your
not on a bicycle. Continuing on a bit is the old movie set
Contrabando, featured in a number of famous movies (some even good).
Though damaged by flooding in 2008, the empty saloon, mission church and
haciendas still echo with the Hollywood history that so easily comes to
mind. Gunfight, anyone?
Not much further, we exit the canyons of the river road, to
arrive at the former border trading post of Lajitas. Named for the flat
limestone rocks that made crossing the river here considerably easier
for horses and wagons, the storied history of Lajitas ranges from being
the western crossing of the Comanche War Trail, to cavalry outpost
during the Mexican Revolution, to formerly favored location for trade in
both directions of products legal and otherwise. Its latest association
is with that of the American tradition of resort development, though
reality has not been entirely congruent with the visions of successive
developers. Authenticity has a way of succumbing when corporate goals
become, "image" and "theme". From actually being a trading post and
watering hole, to the first incarnation of the late seventies attempting
to compete with Palm Springs, to the more recent "The Ultimate Hideout"
destined for the rich and pretending-not-to-be famous, the most recent
ownership has vowed and is making strides towards basing its economy in
much greater part on locals. Beyond the kitschy faux boardwalk, the
restaurant and bar do offer value and quality. We can decide to whet the
whistle or not, but definitely a look around is in order. The setting is
quite nice, and the contrast between original and new (and associated
topics), inexhaustible. Whatever we do, we're but a stone's throw from,
"home".
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