Soaring rock walls awe the senses and fire the imagination. In places, the springs are slowed enough by human endeavor to form small pools for soaking and bathing. In other places, the springs emerge enthusiastically and cascade down rock flumes in a noisy rush to the valley bottom. It is green here, the footing is often mushy, and it smells slightly of decaying organic matter. One visitor remarked that this was the first place he had visited in New Mexico that reminded him of the cranberry bogs of Wisconsin.
Animals flock here too.
In fact, as we watched from no more than a few feet away, a snake devoured a frog who had grown too complacent. Entrance to Monticello Box Slip into the waters. The gurgling and swirling liquid carries the talk and laughter of Apache men, women and children who once used these waters to relax and recuperate from the trails, whether it be hunting or raiding. A nearby mountain peak is named for an esteemed Apache leader who utilized these springs, Victorio . The Apache Kid Wilderness is nearby as the crow flies.