Teamwork by Carlos Najera

Wagons were used to transport goods and supplies. Trains were around, just not here. Horses were often used to pull the wagons. Mules were better. A lot of the old timers would say they were smarter that horses.

thFV64H0W4

When traders took a load and the teams were of horses, they would take along a mule.   Whenever they would reach a water hole, the mule would drink first. If the mule would not drink then no one, not even the horses were allowed to drink.

Those Desert folks considered the mules Blessed animals.   They would say that if the water hole was poisoned the mule would see the Devil dancing around it and it would not drink.

If the teams were mules they would take a mare along for the ride.   They would say that the mules respected the mother instinct of the mare and behave.

In this part of the country, Coyotes howl and the winds run free, and when the winds run “free” they kick up a terrific sand storm.

When you are caught in one of these storms you cannot see more than four or five feet away.    I have seen these storms destroy homes, wagons and campers.

When a wagon and team was caught in one of these storms, the driver would stop, unhitch the team and tie the animals with their tails toward the wind, then he would wrap himself in a blanket, lie down and wait for the storm to wane.

3ce010c7163c16fdbbac8f9afe01390c--vintage-farm-fall-season

About jedwardnajera

I am a Poet. I live the life of a poet. I am an artist, a member of Gallery 9 in Los Altos, California. I published a novel Nena the Fairy and the Iron Rose, available through Amazon Books. I spent over thirty five years in a classroom. My father kept a living record of his lifetime as he lived through the Twentieth Century. He was born in 1908 and almost lived long enough to see us enter the new millennium. He was a mechanical engineer and had a wonderful love of history and science. He entrusted to me nearly 400 pages that he wrote through the years. He wrote in Spanish and I have spent six months translating these pages into English. Now I am in the process of editing, rewriting, and revising them. I am trying to post a new entry or chapter each Friday. Check in on us at least once a week for the latest post.
This entry was posted in autobiography, California History, Mexicali and tagged , . Bookmark the permalink.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

w

Connecting to %s