Talpa Gardens

Jeff and Tania have built themselves a beautiful life; a little organic vegetable farm just south of Taos propper, in a neighborhood called Talpa.  He's a painter from Indiana and she's a wonderful cook from Canada, who came here a year ago, speaking almost exclusively her native French, and worked the farm as one of many volunteers Jeff welcomes on his farm.  They soon fell in love, I'm sure in no small part due to her exquisite cooking.

Click Here for a Flickr slide show of some of the Talpa Gardens farm life.

I have stayed here now 6 or so nights, perhaps for 3 or 4 a week and a half ago, and now for 2.  There are two other volunteers here now, also Canadian, but English speaking, Heather and Lindsey, whom I met by chance near the Taos Plaza two days before their arrival here.  I have become good friends with Lindsey, and enjoy her articulate and open conversational style, not to mention her pretty and kind face.  She has noted that it's nice to be around two people in love, Jeff and Tania.  Talpa Gardens is a little paradise. 

The Taos Earthships

The Taos Earthships are completely sustainable houses.  Click Here for  Flickr slide show of the present visitor's center, and the new one still under construction. 

The Earthships are built from recycled materials, nestled and bermed into the ground on all but the south side, with stacks of earth filled tires forming the retaining walls.  The south side has a continuous expanse of glass, directly inside of which are green house planters.  The sun's energy is captured by the glass and stored in the mass of the heavy construction of the floor and the back of the house.  The roof catches rain water, which flows to a large interior cistern for storage.  Water is used in the kitchen and for bathing, and is then reused to water the plants, which clean the air and provide food.  The water then flows to the toilets and ends up in a spetic tank, which has a solar window to help the breakdown proceed.  Photovoltaic panels charge the house batteries.  For cooling, air is pumped through underground ducts where it drops to the ground's natural temperature of about 55 degrees, and then it is then blown into the house. 

The designs are ingenious.  The models built by volunteers working for architect Michael Reynolds, have a hippie-dippy feel to their appearance, but the technology is made freely available to those who want to give it expression in a truer form.  I talked with another local architect, Ken Anderson, who is doing wonderful work along these lines at his firm, Edge

The next day, I found some young people building their own Earthship out on the Mesa, a truly lawless realm of Mad Max characters living in the interstices of Taos.  More on that later...

Clay

At the Gorge Bridge east end parking lot, I met Clay.  I made a point of introducing myself because of his bus, which I recognized from a few nights prior at the parking lot near Taos Plaza.  The bus had various love themed declarations painted on in multicolored lettering, pleas and instructions on making the world better.

It was easy to engage Clay in conversation, we had buses in common.  Clay had been traveling for 9 months, I for 6.  We enjoyed showing each other some of the details of our interiors and the solutions we had found for water, power, food, etc.

Clay was also glad to elaborate on his philosophical outlook which included a blend of his own free thinking and a christian upbringing, seasoned with Asian religions as well.  He was concerned with choosing moral actions in a corrupt society, not of the "family values" sort, which he would surely find repugnant artificial impositions of control, but rather issues of fairness and decency, sustainable choices re: leaving a better world for the next generation, and so forth.  I said I was not a religious person, but had many of the same concerns and reached some of the same conclusions as he, and he accepted our commonalities easily.  He suggested I go to "The Rainbow Gathering" on the 4th of July, and he printed a "Declaration of Interdependence" from the 1977 gathering.  It is a color print on heavy paper, so I know it meant something to him to give it to me, and I value it.

I was curious about Clay's life before he took up bus traveling, but felt asking about that would be too intrusive, or maybe I didn't want to get into my own reasons, perhaps fearing I might appear spoiled in comparison.  I asked Clay about the Earthship sustainable houses up the road, and thanked him for letting me take pictures, and outside the bus, he gave me a hearty hug goodbye, and I headed off to see the Earthships...

The Taos Gorge

In the middle of the Mesa, the extensive flat lands forming the bottom of the bowl in which Taos occupies only a small corner nestled between the surrounding mountains, one suddenly encounters the Taos Gorge, which remains hidden from view until you are almost upon it.  All at once, the yawning maw opens almost at your feet and your jaw drops.  The Gorge Bridge provides an amazing view, and also provides a lesson on how much flexibility such structures allow, as the bridge vibrates unnervingly below your feet whenever a car passes.

Why does a sign like this seem like an invitation to me?







A number of vendors collect in the parking lot at the east end of the bridge.  Aeriel's long hair caught my eye, and she sold me a tiny stone turtle for my Tourtoise's rear view mirror.

Bandelier, New Mexico

A magical place, it's hard to tell where the eerie volcanic forms end and the man made dwellings begin.  I was there 10 days ago, in the early morning.  Some day I'd like to shoot there again at sunset, when the angle of the sun setting in the west will be even better on the cliffs which angle away on the left.  Maybe next bus trip...

Click here for a Flickr slide show of a few more shots

I'm in Taos, New Mexico, now, far behind in my postings.  There were Jeff and Tania's organic vegetable farm and their party with guitars around a camp fire, me playing vibes in Taos Plaza which was great in itself, but also got me a restaurant gig, a party at Lori's house, where she showed a video she made of her 9,000 mile motorcycle trip from LA to Panama backpacking and camping the whole way (I thought bus travel was tough!), the preacher who lives in his car, the drum lady...

Today I learned that there were only 4 building permits issued in Taos so far this year.

Tomorrow, I will go see the "Earthships", perhaps the Taos Inn Bar tomorrow night, I hope Taos Pueblo on Wednesday, and then I'll drive the Enchanted Circle Thursday and Friday.  Plus I have a to-do list of a dozen logistical chores, and calls to make to job leads.

I'll post when I can,,,

On again, off again...

As I was pulling out of Santa Fe, I got a call from my sister.  I had been helping her and her husband to decide which of two paths to take with the piece of property in Durham in which they own an interest.  My sister told me they wanted to seriously consider the riskier option, to break off their own chunk, rather than go along with a larger group to develop the whole property together.  This would be for me, the culmination of a week's worth of intense scuttling to coordinate a real estate appraiser, and a real estate lawyer to help me develop both scenarios in sufficient detail for M & B to make an informed decision, and to be ready to go either way by the deadline on on the 7th.  It would also be the conclusion of my own preparations to possibly move there to coordinate the project, a consideration that was decisive as to when I started this trip who's first destination was Durham with the intention of getting to know what kind of life that area had to offer me.  It would also be the conclusion of family chatting now and then over the course of 15 years, about what we would do with the land; would I be the developer, would I design some spec houses?

And now, having thought I had taken care of the final info for them to make a decision (after leaping off my sick bed) which I thought would probably be to take the safer course of going with the group, as I now was driving to Bandelier, with plans to meet Cheyenne, African Children's activist, and then Tania and Jeff, organic farmers, and then Lori, world traveler and house builder, all in Taos in the following days... I am called upon to take one more look at the option of breaking off their chunk..

Rather than go back to Marie and Winter's, where I might face all sorts of social distraction, and rather than pressing on to Bandelier where I would face unknown challenges, I instead doubled back to the woodsy RV park I'd visited a few weeks ago, especially because I knew I would have an electrical hook up with which I could run my computer continuously and give my "house battery" a good sustained charge before heading north.

The picture above shows the inside of the bus after my emergency charrette, which I started at 3 a.m. so that I could get a good idea about how the subdivision could work, before making coordination calls at 6, which would be 8:00 a.m. back east, giving the consultants the most time I could to also leap into action doing their work....

There is a ton more to this story, but the glorious sunshine of Taos beckons, and also a chance to play in Taos plaza, where I hope Bonnie, whom I met yesterday, a stunningly beautiful woman with a long grey pony tail, who made me flush and nearly stammer as I attempted to be charming, might come to here me play...

To be continued...

"Hey, 98.6, its good to have you back again!"

Feeling much better this morning.  A little achy in my back, but feeling stronger and pretty clear.  I think I will press on to Bandelier later.  There are so many departures and goodbyes in traveling, I will miss Marie and Winter, and the three mountain climbers here from Europe now, Couch Surfing their ways through the west.

In Taos, I will stay with Cheyenne, who has traveled extensively and has organized relief work for children in Africa, and then Tania and Jeff, who have a large organic farm.