To the Foot of the Rainbow

He had a chance, a rare chance, to leave behind the smoky, crowded streets of New England and journey out to the still unspoiled American West. He had a chance, a rare chance, to forget that he was born to ride a desk, not a New Mexican bronco. He had a chance, a rare chance, to turn his back on convention and schedules, wrist-watches and bills, misspent romance and a thousand other heart-aches. He opted instead to climb up on the back of a untried horse and ride off in search of equestrian adventure. He had that chance, and he took it His name sounds ungainly today. Clyde Kluckhohn . Yet he was no cartoon character. This was a young man in search of adventure and a dream, to ride through the stony wastes of Arizona, Utah and New Mexico in search of a geographic legend, The Rainbow Bridge. Native American myth stated that somewhere in the rocky wastelands of Navajo-land stood a gigantic, unbelievable arch of pure red stone. No white man had ever seen it. No white man had ever ridden near it. Young Clyde Kluckhohn, the Yankee horseman, determined to do just that Thus this is not just a exciting true tale of equestrian adventure. It is a moving account of a young man s search for physical perfection in a desert world still untouched by the recently-born twentieth century. Amply illustrated with period photos, it remains a classic tale of a daring man, his trusty horse, and their brave struggle to discover a legend.