Then we went out on a hike in the little town of La Cienega, south of Santa Fe. The hike was not all that long, maybe a mile, but it was very steep and the afternoon was very hot. Mom started feeling pretty sick from the heat and had to stop a couple of times in the shade of several juniper trees.
Dad was very insistent that we keep going (although I also would have been perfectly happy to turn around and go down), and finally we got up to the top of a ridge and I could see why he wanted us to keep on: a beautiful view of a huge gorge that the Santa Fe River has cut through country that not many people have ever seen.
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