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A time to show your face to the sky..

A time to claim

 your place from on high..

An old one told me the in the heart of Ireland ..." The old ones believed that heaven could be held from the hills"

Georgia O Keefe believed the mountain could be hers..

She now knows..

And we must discover, each one, our claim to heavens promise..

AbiQrox holds the key..

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Abiquiu pedernal

The Pedernal " changing woman mountain" beckons from the distant, shrouded in mystery holding sway over her great lands to the sea and beyond, she thrusts her crown to the sky and tells of the mystery unfolding.


Cerro Pedernal, locally known as just "Pedernal", is a narrow mesa in northern New Mexico. The name is Spanish for "flint hill". The mesa lies on the north flank of the Jemez Mountains, south of Abiquiu Lake, in the Coyote Ranger District of the Santa Fe National Forest. Its caprock was produced in the Jemez Volcanic Field. Its highest point is 9,862 feet (3,006 meters).


Pedernal is the source of a chert used by the prehistoric Gallina people. Its cliffs are popular with rock climbers. Georgia O'Keeffe made many paintings of it, and her ashes were scattered on its top.


We offer two different adventures with AbiQRox.

1. Sunrise Hike to the Pedernal Mesa. 

2. Electric Bike Tour. 

abiQrox PEDERNAL ADVENTURES

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Hiking Philosophy

Hike or Bike the Pedernal

The Paths We Travel

The Paths We Travel

Hike or Bike the Pedernal

The Paths We Travel

Hike or Bike the Pedernal

Hike or Bike the Pedernal

Hike or Bike the Pedernal

Patrick brady: Your Tour Guide

Patrick Brady

He speaks slowly, 

deliberately


He who knows both the power and

 the weakness of words.


The bard rambles the land all the day,

caring for it

And courts the wild God who feeds

him verses from a crocus,

and fills his veins

with hot blood


At night he tends to the children

And to art

And the soul


I have met the bard in the high 

desert

Shining the shadows

Telling the tales with more than a glint

Of starlight

Beaming from his eyes

I have heard the land answer

Slyly confessing its own role

In filing the hollow

bone with God. 

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