To the far northwards, could be43 dimly observed the outlines of the Mogollon range of mountains.
It is sharply defined from the lowlands of Arizona by the Mogollon Escarpment.
In digging down about the stem, however, I found only the shells of a Mogollon walnut.
Van was living on metaphorical clover down near Tucson; I was roughing it out on the rocks of the Mogollon.
While crossing the Mogollon mountains the weather was quite cold.
North loomed up the lofty, steep rim of the Mogollon Mesa, with its cliffs of yellow and red, and its black line of timber.