Alberto Gutiérrez is an unusual man. He is, perhaps, unique. In a fast-paced world, Alberto has led a slow life, away from the thrills and spills of modern society. In the hills of northern Nicaragua, he plies his trade, pottering around among the rocks and trees. Alberto is not a farmer. It is not the arable land in that hilly countryside that consumes him, but the rocky cliffs. Alberto is no ordinary man; he is the stone man.