Copper Canyon

When I beheld this scene I could almost see John Wayne forded the stream on a big horse, surrounded by cameras and movie gear, and by this time a spot at the window was something to guard carefully, but, of course, it would have been exceedingly rude not to offer to share it with other photographers. Nevertheless, I did not stray far to avoid getting lost in the crowd.

The low rumble of the locomotive as it hauls this huge train into the mysteries of the Sierra Madres, steady and reliable, leaves a permanent impression upon you. Every mountain is a reminder that you have left your hum-drum world and entered another world about which you know almost nothing.