Agua Caliente

Agua Caliente is a Mexican Ghost town. I think only one old man lives there now. Antonio speaks no English. The energy is very, very strong. On the side of the mountains are some Indian Hieroglyphics. The Indians felt that the water had some spiritual and medicinal value. It probably does. We are going back soon. It is a privilege to go to these places where very few white men have ever been. Perhaps some areas, where no men have ever been. Mexico is so vast with so few people that there are many, many areas that are virtually unexplored. We are so accustomed to the states where everything is roped off, marked on, or unavailable for viewing because of the scarcity of those areas. Not so here. We have a group of friends with whom we go exploring. No one, but no one goes out alone. These areas are so fragile and yet so savage and unforgiving. Cactus who's roots go down only 1-2 feet might be 200-300 years old, and stand 30 feet tall. Majestic to say the least. One feels like you should get out of your vehicle, bow to them and pay homage to their ability to not only survive, but thrive. Coyotes that live on the open desert for years and sometimes look as good if not better than some of the domestic animals we care for so carefully. Flowers that drop their seeds in the beach type sand where they will rest for 5-10-20-50 years. Then one day a small sprinkle of a shower moistens the soil. Twenty four hours later, beautiful plants, then flowers rise up everywhere like a blanket. Ready to shed their seeds once again in order to restart the circle of life. Simple, but yet complex. Fragile, yet almost indestructible. These are some of the wonders of the natural world we enjoy here. One must only look out the window of our house and watch a coyote slowly slipping by the Ocotillo and then behind a Cholla to feel almost insignificant. We are the invaders in their most delicately balanced world. With our air conditioned cars blasting cool air as we listen to XM Satellite Radio being broadcast from a New York high rise, it gives us the feeling of superiority. When in fact they, are the survivors, they are the strong ones. We are a mere nuisance. A blip in time.

You are correct. It's ironic. So many names like Agua Caliente, Agua Dulce, Agua Agria, Agua Fria. But so little Agua!! Go figure!!

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Originally posted by papatrq You are correct. It's ironic. So many names like Agua Caliente, Agua Dulce, Agua Agria, Agua Fria. But so little Agua!! Go figure!!

Do you have any pictures.