All the houses and buildings here in Chihuahua are made of concrete. I’m familiar with concrete being abundant, as it is in Honduras and Guatemala, but I feel like the two latter still had some wooden and rock buildings scattered about the concrete masses. Here… it’s all concrete. A giant concrete slab in the middle of the desert.
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Koko dropped me off at his mom’s house early in the a.m. before his work meeting so I could do some quick laundry before heading out into the canyons. No one here but me and trusty internet… so getting a lot done as I wait for my clothes to line dry.
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The more I think about Barranca del Cobre, the Tarahumara and the race… the more antsy I get. This is going to be one heck of an adventure… and I’ll be sharing it with some great people while helping document it all on film.
Some poetry from Caballo Blanco:
Truth is beauty
beauty is Truth
‘Tis all we really know in life
And All we need to know.
May the Raramuri and ALL of us
In our own unique ways
Continue to Run Free.
Keats and Caballo blanco :]
we are messengers
fueled by the message we carry
when the message is of truth/beauty and love
we will always have the strength
to find our ways home
on this
our beautiful mother Earth
MT CB
Yeah, did I mention? Really cool people.
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