Standing atop a rock-strewn mesa at Chaco Canyon, Barbara West can gaze back in time. To one side lie the Pueblo Alto ruins. On the other, is a vast expanse, cradling the very roots of Chaco civilization.
The Swirl of Species
We live in a world of motion. John Muir knew it: “Everything is flowing—going somewhere… pulsed on and on forever like blood… in Nature’s warm heart.”
Going Nowhere Fast
With their slender legs, oversized lungs, and big protruding eyes that can spot movement up to four miles away, pronghorn antelope are matched to the bold sweep of the American West like few other animals.