I N THE LATE 1800S, the railroad to Cloudcroft delivered tourists from the desert heat. But as travel moved to cars and the railroad lines were abandoned, they left the foundation for a double-track…
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1 Celebrate adobe. More than a building material or an architectural hallmark, adobe is a cultural practice that is very much alive in New Mexico today. “Adobe is not just a historical artifact,” says…
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AS I WALK INTO High Rollin’ Coffee, in Cloudcroft, a sticker on the register greets me like a gentle nudge to the hippocampus: “On Mountain Time.” I peruse the menu board of grain bowls, toasts…
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MY DAUGHTER, WILLA, STANDS ON her tippy-toes, looking west from The Lodge at Cloudcroft’s copper-topped tower. From this 9,000-foot perch, light from the setting sun gets caught in dust over White…
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WHETHER YOU LOOK EAST from the white sands of the Tularosa Basin or west from the high plains of Roswell and Artesia, south-central New Mexico’s soaring, pine-studded mountains cut a majestic—and…
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