Basque sheepherders earned thirty dollars a month plus room and board. This was substantially more than their potential wages in the Basque country, but they paid a high personal cost to earn these wages. Each herder had the responsibility of caring for several hundred sheep, with only a dog to help him. There were considerable risks involved. The herder had to account for lost sheep to his employer, a responsibility made especially difficult due to the threat of predators and hostile cattle ranchers. But perhaps the worst aspect of the Basque sheepherder’s work was loneliness. The herding cycle required him to be alone for long periods of time. In many cases herders often went months without seeing or speaking to another human being and had “only the sky and the dog to talk to.” Their limited English skills also curtailed their contact with others. There are accounts of Basque sheepherders who were overcome by loneliness and never regained their mental health.
Kaixo! Aizu!
Badakizu euskaraz?
I been waitin out here days for ya and some fool cowboy run off with my truck with my notes in it.
Whatever you do- including sex in the tent during a storm that would probably pitch you off your mount were you to mount a horse rather than a man-don't let them sheep stray. Joe'll have your ass, after Jack does, if you do. And another thing, don't never order soup, them soup boxes is hard to pack. I don't know why they are hard to pack-can't be any harder then them tent poles but who am I too question things. Just don't order em.
Ikusi arte
The Basque