Fencing all day, digging holes for the bigger poles, driving the metal posts into the ground, muscles reaching the saturation point eventually. Half glad to get back to the road, half sad to leave the farm.
Once we finished working, around 1700, i hoped on the back of the pickup, and plugged my mp3 player, to enjoy the last ride back to the farm.
(this was taken a couple of hours earlier)On the first part of the way, the sky was blue, with some scattered white clouds, and as we rode up one of the hills, we saw the pack of wild horses watching us. There were 6 in total. 2 Were on the left of the fence, the leader, a big brown horse, with a black patch on the nose, and a white sock on his rear right leg, and a younger male, brown to. On the left of the fence, the rest of the pack consisted of 3 grown white horses, and a smaller younger brown one.
The moment the saw us, the bolted up the mountain, running along the fence, away from us. The surrounding area was green, the track up the hill consisted of two tracks of brown packed earth, from the tires of the cars, the fence ran to our right, and trees were scattered around. From time to time, the leader would stop, watch back, wait for a second, and start running again, leading the pack higher all the time.
Interesting to see the horses bolting and running like the devil is after them, while the cows around are grazing and not paying any attention to neither the horses or us.
On the second part, reaching the highest part of the hills, the sun was setting down.
The sky was getting darker, and rain clouds began to gather. The surrounding area change, with thick bushes (The same one we were poisoning the other day on the other paddock), and the ground was patched with green where the grass managed to gain control. On the mp3 player some classic Bach music gave the moment a special twist.
The last part of the way was dark, since the sun settled down already, the fact that i had my sunglasses on so the bugs won't get into my eyes, and light rain fell for short times. Two spears of light penetrated the darkness in front of us from the strong lights mounted on the front of the car, iluminating trees, the tall grass, some cows that decided to stand on the road until the very last moment, and then, instead of getting of the road, tried to outran us on the same road, much to our amusement. "Vivir sin aire" was playing now, bringing back good memories from the past.
I jumped down to open the last couple of gates on the way to the farm, and it was over.
I don't know if i'll get to repeat the things and the experiences i had there, but i'll surely remember them, and miss the wind blowing in my face on the back of the car, standing tall, watching the road and the surroundings, and realizing it's more fun than some paid tours i had in my life.
This ends the farm chapter of my trip :) .
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