“Somehow We All Survived…”

“It’s amazing that any of us survived at all,” said Natalio, sitting in the back seat of our truck, holding on to the passenger grip above the seat to cushion the bumps and turns, as he recalled his life in the Andes.

We were driving up through the valley, with bare, stony mountains on either side, and a dirt road snaking through the hills between them…

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No More Skinny Cows at the Ranch

This weekend, we drove down to the valley to check out the new farm.

It’s about 500 acres along the river, abandoned for 50 years, but can be irrigated and put back into service. And it’s a two-day cattle drive from the ranch at Gualfin.

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We Rode Out… Unarmed

We spent the night at a hotel in the nearby village of Molinos and then drove back to see the new farm.

We hoped that our spirits might have revived after a good night’s sleep… or maybe some helpful leprechauns had put the place in order.

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Ambushed by Originarios

We rode out to one of the high valleys on Sunday. Leading the way were the ranch foreman, Gustavo, and his son, Agostín. Agostín is 10 years old. But he is already a gaucho – sure of himself on a horse… unafraid of the cows… ready to work from sunup to sundown, as long as he can be outside.

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