They sit silently, three generations of them, on a ridge high above the roaring Orteros. Their hands are busy with an ancient craft. The only sound is the low chatter of children, an occasional fly, and the river. The baskets they are making this morning are of sotol leaves (from the plant that is fermented and distilled to create the unique Chihuahua drink of the same name). Sometimes pine needles are used or mixed with sotol. Quickly and accurately the leaves are split and cut to length for weaving. I watch in wonder, asking questions and entertaining the kids with my camera. A Tarahumara miracle is taking shape.