It is late August, but the air is crisp as I board the Durango & Silverton Narrow Gauge Railroad in Durango, Colorado. The firemen are already stoking the engine and little puffs of smoke waft into the air. Once everyone is seated, the train lurches forward slightly, rolls back and then jerks forward again as the puffs of smoke become a billowing cloud that settles over the train depot. Riding in an open car, which has a roof but no windows, I smell burning coal that is not diffused in an

May 2005
In This Issue:
Western Books & Movies
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- Ridin’ the Rails
- New Mexico’s Journey of the Dead
- Shoulder Holsters
- Who is Rose of Cimarron?
- Stagecoach Senorita
- Come and Take It
- Railroad Rodeo
- Limpia Creek Custom Hat
- Any Day’s a Good Day
- Blood on the Tracks…Wyatt Earp vs Frank Stilwell
- Tombstone Made Wyatt Earp Famous
- Too Cool to be a Cowboy
- On the Edge of the Abyss
- Beadwrangler Makes Magic
- All that cowboy
- A Journey to Arizona’s Big Ditch