We were treated to a wonderful view from our tent as we awoke overlooking Pineview Dam. This corner of Utah is a delight for the eyes.
We followed a stream up into the mountains, along highway 39. Wildflowers and beaver dams dominated. At the intersection with Ant Flat Road, we took another chance on an unpaved road. Our last short cut through the dirt and gravel roads of Dixie National Forest was positive and we were ready to veer off the beaten path. The Monte Cristo Range shared names with one of my favorite sandwiches, how could it not be a delicious experience?
At one break by a clear brook, we saw a herd of sheep being driven by a dog, followed by cowboy. He gave verbal commands to the dog that expertly herded the sheep up the side of the hill. Eduardo was from Peru and spoke no English. With our rusty, limited Spanish skills we managed to learn that he took care of several herds of sheep, moving them to different grazing areas. He would work for most of a year at a time and then return home to spend time with his family before returning for the next season’s work.
I never expected to meet a gaucho in the middle of nowhere Utah. What a great encounter.