
We picked a trail in the Boulder Mountains for a hike on Monday. Our valley has been smoky from all the range fires so it was nice to get up in the mountains and see the blue sky.

We met a sheepherder who was riding his bike around checking on his sheep. Dad recognized him as Peruvian and so he visited with him for a bit. Dad enjoyed speaking to someone in Spanish that he could easily understand. He likes the sound of Peruvian spanish. I like to click on the photo to enlarge it and see the man's face and think about how this is the face of the native people of Peru who were ruled by the Inca's. Maybe the Incas had a similar look. They are a very handsome people.

The classic sheepherder's wagon and horse plus an old truck bed trailer.

A sampling of the numerous sheep. They were relaxing in the shade of the trees for the afternoon. We first spotted them in a big meadow.
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Fun. I want to be a sheepherder.
does he live in that thing? interesting. i didn't know there were sheepherders in our country. I thought that was what fences were for.
That looks like it was such a nice hike! And sheepherding is so charming - that guy seemed nice.
I was just talking to a guy at work about the Basque lamb roasts we went to a few times with the school district. Mmmm. I remember that being even better than the rack of lamb at Outback. I find I have a lot of false memories though, but I know it was very good.
Wow, how cool. It's kind of like taking a little step back in time. The pictures are great.
Christy, that's a good question. The sheep ranchers get grazing rights on public land and since sheep tend to stick together they don't need fences if they have someone to watch over them and dogs to keep them where they need to be. This man told us he was working his way down the draw toward the valley by fall when they will drive them to the ranch for winter. Yes, he lives in that wagon. It takes a special kind of person to be able to do this work. You have to be able to endure a lot of solitude. A couple of generations ago it was the Basques that immigrated to do herding. Now they have melted in to the melting pot so it's mostly Peruvians now. I wonder if it's because they are both mountain cultures they are cut out to do this work.
Cory, you remember correctly. The sauce for the lamb was out of this world.
Oh boy, now I'm hungry for lamb. Nick and Joe have Basque heritage, and they share my love of lamb. Does anyone have any mint jelly? ;)
I remember not eating the lamb because it was not long after selling my 4-H lamb, Cooper, to be butchered and eaten. I don't think I've ever tasted lamb.
This very morning I was telling my adult English class about those lamb roasts. I don't know how many I ever went to or how old I was but I have a distinct memory of being impressed by how delicious it was, even at whatever age I was.
I have another memory when I was significantly older and we were on a family hike, but I'm not sure if it was the whole family, and met a Peruvian sheepherder and Mom kept prodding Dad to go talk to him and he finally did. Is it the same guy?
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