City Slickers Become Cowboys at Ghost Ranch

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7/13/06     As a group of riders crested the hill at Matrimonial Mesa, just south of Ghost Ranch, all talking stopped.     To the north, Chimney Rock glowed orange in the early dawn light. To the west, Abiquiú Lake glittered.…

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