My first visit to Lake Cochiti definitely was not my last. I was instantly drawn to the eerie mix of natural and human presence in the landscape. It is quiet, yet tense. Nature pulls to reclaim itself from the weight of calculated lines of the dam and it's awkward recreational facilities. There's a human pull of nature, attempting to tame the Rio Grande waters. Modern civilization's pull on Cochiti's ancestors, the Cochiti Pueblo Indians. Nature versus human. Human vs nature. Human vs human. Past versus future. Every time I visited, I felt the tension, even before knowing Cochiti's history. The tension was fascinating. A subtle enmity beneath a veil of tranquility and the clash of nature and technology. Usually, when I see discord between human and nature, it is clear. Cochiti is different. It's not so obvious. Time will reveal the invasion.