From the west, U.S. 82 winds up and up into the Sacramento Mountains of southern New Mexico, the tail end of the mighty Rockies. Just at a peak, it curves past a curious wooden structure that looks like a fragment of a bridge. That is The Trestle, an honored landmark of the Village of Cloudcroft.
Cloudcroft – the name meant “field of clouds” in the slang of the Scottish railroad engineers who begat the place – is the resort built by the abundant Douglas firs and Ponderosa pines found at “9,000 feet above stress level,” as the locals put it. It was built by the logs and of the logs, as the many cabins, cottages and even larger residences scattered through the rocky hillsides demonstrate.