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If you’re looking for an exciting hiking destination near Guadalajara, look no further than Tequila—specifically, Tequila Volcano!

All five of Mexico’s major ecosystems converge in the state of Jalisco.  And while the beaches, volcanoes and forests may get most of the attention, the semi-arid highlands of Los Altos offer their own quiet drama—sun-drenched ruins, mysterious rock art and sweeping views that stretch for miles.

It seems the world is being smothered by microplastics. Our oceans are full of them. Fish are ingesting them. Our clothes are shedding them. And here in Mexico, the ubiquitous leaf blower stirs up clouds of plastic particles for us to breathe. A little of it enters our bodies every time we eat or drink from plastic containers.

Most trails in Mexico are undeveloped. They were made—perhaps many centuries ago—by ordinary people trying to get from one place to another.

Throughout history, a few gifted individuals have turned momentous events into epic poems. We have the “Iliad,” the “Odyssey,” the “Epic of Gilgamesh”—and now, “Aztec Rhapsodies.”

Many years ago, I stumbled upon a hidden pool fed by a cold spring, the source of a bubbling stream of clear, clean water, all shaded by the most magnificent trees imaginable: enormous, stately, ancient Montezuma cypresses—sabinos in Spanish, though still popularly known by their Nahuatl name ahuehuetes, or “old men of the water.”