The view was amazing as we climbed Eagle Mountain to the Bramblett's home. Their road was long and windy but it was enjoyable. We had never been there so a few times we even thought we may be lost. Upon arrival we were greeted by a ranch hand who let us into the home.
Jerry immediately came out to greet us and called to Kit who was glad we had come. We sat and talked for a bit and Kit told us a few stories about his life and his home. He then started to tell us the story of Red Light. I don't remember exactly how we got off track but somehow we did and the story was not finished. About a week later I had the opportunity to sit and talk with him again and this time I learned why the area we live in is called the Red Light Draw.
Red Light is actually a well with, from what I have been told by everyone, the best water around. The water there is supposed to be sweet and pure. I was told that the water that comes from the ground is usually salty here and that is why water is brought in from Van Horn but the water from Red Light is that of legends. The well was built a very long time ago before the west was tamed and they would go out at night and light a lantern which shown a bright red light. They felt that being red pioneers could see it from miles around as they came through the mountain passes and into the valley. This would show them the way to water. Today, I don't think people would advertise free water to strangers. I love how people were respectful of life and others and I wish we could return to the days of old when things were just that way.
