Bisti Wilderness, New Mexico
Where the Hoodoos Are Watching & the Rocks Have Secrets
If Mars and a bag of Halloween candy had a baby in the middle of New Mexico, it would be the Bisti Wilderness. In this hilarious, heartfelt travel memoir, Dane D. Blaze wanders into a trail-less maze of alien hoodoos, petrified forests, and the uneasy feeling you’re being watched by a sentient pile of gravel—then survives a thunderstorm under a sky loud enough to rattle bones.
Chapter 1: An Excerpt
In a wilderness with no trails, I navigated by instinct and mild panic, threading past the Alien Egg Hatchery and into Hoodoo City—a cathedral of stone giants and screaming silence. The petrified forest felt like time had shattered and refused to clean up after itself, 70-million-year-old logs scattered like cosmic leftovers. That night, a desert thunderstorm ripped the sky open and stitched it back with starlight. A lizard with an orange tail offered navigational advice. I took it.
Tips? Bring a real map, twice the water you think you need, and a sense of humor big enough to admit you’re lost and loving it. Out here the rocks have personalities, the wind carries rumors, and the silence is loud enough to be a character.
