On the cattle ranch where I live and work there is a muddy river that runs though the canyon, with pinyon pine, ponderosa pine, and cottonwoods along the river. There is also a voluminous supply of fresh clear spring water and eight miles of isolated, remote wilderness where there are no human-created lights, no city light on the horizon, no cars, no noise but the wind wailing through the trees.
Now and then I have contemplated having a neo-pagan gathering here; as far as I can tell there is very little interest in New Mexico for such a gathering. Perhaps this ranch could serve as an "emergency location" if in the future Dragonfest could not find a location.