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| After a bit of hanging out we decided to go visit an uncle, the dad of Eduardo. Let me explain the extent of this family. Their are something like 14 uncles, 3 aunts, and 50 cousins. It seemed like we met most of them, but I dont think so. We rode for hours to get to ¨The Farm¨... |
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| ...through landscape like this. |
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| Along the way, we stopped to visit another uncle. He had a little restaurant with a wood shop in the back. |
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| We were not prepare for the amount of skill that this family has. We saw $10,000 pieces of lumber sitting in heaps. He did not waste them. |
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| He made chorizo, but also the grill and its design himself. |
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| We call him Tio (uncle) |
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| We got to the farm began to realize what we had gotten ourselves into. Mike, the parrot whisperer. |
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| One side of the view from the front yard. |
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| They grow cardomom |
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| One of the houses. |
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| The day after arriving, we met Eduardos dad, Horacio, a strong, determined, adventurous man. He wisked us off to another beautiful town called, Jerico. |
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| He wore a pancho that acted as a cape as he blasted through the mountians and over the pass on his old Vespa. |
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| Jerico |
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| Nissan know how to play too. |
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| They wouldnt let us pay for anything. |
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| Oh, the other part is a horse farm! |
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| Horacio designed and made this board sander. |
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| They mounted us up on 2 mules and a horse and sent us off into the hills of their farm. |
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| Up... |
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| ...and up... |
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| ...and up. |
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| Juan Valdez without his sombrero. |
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| The horse farm. |
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| Another view of the horse farm. |
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| By far the best ride Mike or I have ever done. We crossed creeks, steep downhills and just as steep jungely uphills. |
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| Look good, thats about the only time you will ever see this. |
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| This is the other side of the front yard vista. This water came from the mountains behind the house. |
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| Horacio |
