The day reminded me of being in Texas: the horses, the rodeo, and the ruggedness. But here they aren't called cowboys - they are Gauchos. They all didn't wear the normal wide brimmed hat, and they weren't chewing on tobacco. But they are cowboys...just in Uruguay a bit south of Texas and Mexico.
The Gaucho Festival was in the small town of San Jacinto - just 8 kilometers from Estacion Pedrera.
The freshly grilled Gaucho meat (because we were in Gaucho land) makes you want to stay for days - the beer was a simple sidenote. And unlike rodeos I have been to before, most of the spectators were sipping on their mate in place of their Budweiser, or Pilsen.
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4 comments:
Love the photos! And don't tell my husband, but I totally have a crush on the 20-somethings who wear those sweet little caps.
Wait, did I blow your cover by publishing your comment Julie? I blew it, sorry....
the photo shot of the gaucho riding the slightly bucking horse with one hand in the air is a really great one! I have been to Argentina 4 times riding with the gauchos... seems to be a rare shot! BRAVO
I am going to be heading down Montevideo way in June... the great escape! Might move there.
Your blog is entertaining w/ info to boot
thanks,
V
Thanks for the compliment on the photo V. You have actually rode horses with the Gauchos? Did you drink mate while riding as well? Amazing stuff...do tell pls...
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