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Wednesday, 07 Nov 07
I sauntered through the Las Cruces (southern New Mexico) farmer’s market last Saturday feeling about a million miles away from the all the hype of the ski season. My travels since I left Portland in September led me through northern California for a stint on an organic farm, to Oakland and San Francisco to visit my inspirational artist friend Tonia Herrero (bio coming soon!), and now to a tiny town called La Mesa, 30 miles north of the Mexican border. I promised my grandparents I would visit them on their farm before I move to Salt Lake City later this month. I mentioned I wanted to hit up a farmer’s market (this valley is of extreme agricultural value) and my grandparents told me to say hi to their friends who sell their produce and “some darn good eggs.”
My grandparents (Nona and Papa) are always telling me jaw-dropping stories of their time ranching in central New Mexico and southern Colorado. A lot of these stories happen around the breakfast table early (like 6:30-am-with-Decaf-coffee-early). Last weekend they told me about a young girl who had purchased one of their prize goats last year with her own checkbook. She was 10 years old. Papa had offered to give it to her for free, but she flat refused.
While having a checkbook at 10 years old might not seem so crazy, her bravery and determination surely is. They went on to tell me that she is the youngest person to complete the Bataan Death March memorial last year (a 26.2 mile trek through the hot desert in order to commemorate our war veterans) but she also owns a rifle and a shotgun that she bought herself. Last year, she hunted her own deer but claims elk is her favorite. She has received the "Reserve Champion" award for showing her goats in the past three years in a row and is determined to win it this year. One of her 4-H showing partners is blind and my grandpa said that she takes extra care to help her friend out. As if that’s not enough, she raises 113 chickens and has people lining up at the farmer’s market for her eggs (she always sells out) and she already owns two horses that she bought herself, Honey and Draco.
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The jumping hunter and her trampoline
Comment on this Post Far away from lift lines and couloirs, ropes or water ramps, there is a girl in New Mexico jumping in her own special way.
I sauntered through the Las Cruces (southern New Mexico) farmer’s market last Saturday feeling about a million miles away from the all the hype of the ski season. My travels since I left Portland in September led me through northern California for a stint on an organic farm, to Oakland and San Francisco to visit my inspirational artist friend Tonia Herrero (bio coming soon!), and now to a tiny town called La Mesa, 30 miles north of the Mexican border. I promised my grandparents I would visit them on their farm before I move to Salt Lake City later this month. I mentioned I wanted to hit up a farmer’s market (this valley is of extreme agricultural value) and my grandparents told me to say hi to their friends who sell their produce and “some darn good eggs.”
My grandparents (Nona and Papa) are always telling me jaw-dropping stories of their time ranching in central New Mexico and southern Colorado. A lot of these stories happen around the breakfast table early (like 6:30-am-with-Decaf-coffee-early). Last weekend they told me about a young girl who had purchased one of their prize goats last year with her own checkbook. She was 10 years old. Papa had offered to give it to her for free, but she flat refused.
While having a checkbook at 10 years old might not seem so crazy, her bravery and determination surely is. They went on to tell me that she is the youngest person to complete the Bataan Death March memorial last year (a 26.2 mile trek through the hot desert in order to commemorate our war veterans) but she also owns a rifle and a shotgun that she bought herself. Last year, she hunted her own deer but claims elk is her favorite. She has received the "Reserve Champion" award for showing her goats in the past three years in a row and is determined to win it this year. One of her 4-H showing partners is blind and my grandpa said that she takes extra care to help her friend out. As if that’s not enough, she raises 113 chickens and has people lining up at the farmer’s market for her eggs (she always sells out) and she already owns two horses that she bought herself, Honey and Draco.
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