"curious as to what happened in the prior visit at the "stay away ranch" location..."
RB, a couple of years ago we were exploring a new route trying to connect one valley to another. We found a mountain crossing and we ended up at this ranch. As we unknowingly approached the ranch we ran into several dead bodies that were lying on a dried creek. Even though they bodies were of cows, it kind us spook us. That year was the year of the big drought so we saw lots of dead animals. Anyhow, we ran into a corral and fences so we new we were at a ranch. We decided that I would approach the house by my self and the rest would wait back by the tree line. There were two people by the corral and as I approached them one went away into the house. I addressed the standing older man and we talked for a bit. He was puzzled at what we were doing there. He asked me all kinds of questions. Some of them were not too, shall I say, ,comfortable. "Do you have any money?", "How expensive are your bikes?", etc. As I was talking to the man, Izz came up and something funny happened. The man addressed Izz in Spanish and Izz explained that he didn't speak Spanish. I am of Scandinavian descend and speak fluent Spanish. The man couldn't understand how a Mexican looking man like Izz couldn't speak Spanish and I, a Menonita looking fellow could do it. The whole situation was weird and we felt that we were under somedoby's haircross. Eventually, he suggested we go through his corral full of cattle to reach the road we needed to get to. We said our thanks and got out of there faster than a bat out of ****. So, on this trip, we were goinf to be near the same ranch and decided to stay away from it this time around.
RB, a couple of years ago we were exploring a new route trying to connect one valley to another. We found a mountain crossing and we ended up at this ranch. As we unknowingly approached the ranch we ran into several dead bodies that were lying on a dried creek. Even though they bodies were of cows, it kind us spook us. That year was the year of the big drought so we saw lots of dead animals. Anyhow, we ran into a corral and fences so we new we were at a ranch. We decided that I would approach the house by my self and the rest would wait back by the tree line. There were two people by the corral and as I approached them one went away into the house. I addressed the standing older man and we talked for a bit. He was puzzled at what we were doing there. He asked me all kinds of questions. Some of them were not too, shall I say, ,comfortable. "Do you have any money?", "How expensive are your bikes?", etc. As I was talking to the man, Izz came up and something funny happened. The man addressed Izz in Spanish and Izz explained that he didn't speak Spanish. I am of Scandinavian descend and speak fluent Spanish. The man couldn't understand how a Mexican looking man like Izz couldn't speak Spanish and I, a Menonita looking fellow could do it. The whole situation was weird and we felt that we were under somedoby's haircross. Eventually, he suggested we go through his corral full of cattle to reach the road we needed to get to. We said our thanks and got out of there faster than a bat out of ****. So, on this trip, we were goinf to be near the same ranch and decided to stay away from it this time around.