Map of the area, showing JA Mountain (the southernmost cinder cone), Black Mountain, and Vulcan, also known as J Mountain, for the J that the students at St. Joseph's College used to paint on the mountain, and renew every year with lime, but which they stopped doing in the early Seventies, after the school became the University of Albuquerque, and eventually was taken by St. Pius High School.
Looking north, over an amphitheater-like saddle, to the two cinder cones to the north of J Mountain. I visited one of these cinder cones - I think the nearer one - when I was fifteen. We took two mules along, and sometimes rode one of them, who was named Juanita, except Juanita would sometimes roll over unexpectedly to relieve chafing from a strap. This abrupt rolling became tedious after a while, so we all ended up walking anyway. There was a little cave on the cinder cone too.
A teeny archway on the southwest side of the peak, through which the day use area parking lot where I parked the car can be glimpsed.
Two large explosions were noted on the north side of Double Eagle Airport. I thought WTF is going on out here? Were they plane crashes? Apparently not. According to Karl, the basalt is so close to the surface around here that if they want to build foundations for new buildings, they have to break the rock with TNT first.
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