Playing It Close To the Edge In The Haunted Sierra Madres.
By Tim Vanderpool
RANDY GINGRICH IS living proof that death can be a tough
gig. Death of a forest, death of a culture, death threats, death
of innocence they re all daily fodder in Mexico s haunted Sierra
Madre Mountains, just like the scent of ripe Chihuahuan poppies
and the crack of gunfire. It s a ruggedly remote highland where the pale rider wears a
narcotraficante s poison grin, totes a clear-cutter s buzz-saw
and doesn t take kindly to complications. Depending upon your perspective, Gingrich could be considered
a complication
en extremis. He heads the Sierra Madre Alliance,