Inner thigh of the mainland: Homeward bound on Hwy 3
The main drag through Navojoa was a whole lot quieter on a Monday afternoon than it had been on Friday … Continue reading Inner thigh of the mainland: Homeward bound on Hwy 3
The main drag through Navojoa was a whole lot quieter on a Monday afternoon than it had been on Friday … Continue reading Inner thigh of the mainland: Homeward bound on Hwy 3
We woke in our cabana, invisible birds chorusing all around us among the jungle of greenery that played and shifted … Continue reading Three days, four centuries: Álamos on the fly
There were very few other visitors in the casitas at the lodge; I’m not sure we ever saw any. We … Continue reading Sanctuary in the dry tropics, inside & out
As much as I have snooped around the various crags and crannies of the Sonoran Desert, a gaping gap in … Continue reading A glint among the scrub: Álamos in high season