tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8777171318205023886.post847887588398769729..comments2023-07-01T03:46:40.978-06:00Comments on Mexican Trailrunner: Gabriel Oct 2009- Mexican Trailrunnerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05987460497945211699noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8777171318205023886.post-39397043479556782782009-10-30T17:45:59.188-06:002009-10-30T17:45:59.188-06:00Hola Sonha,
Si, verdad, los animales son familia a...Hola Sonha,<br />Si, verdad, los animales son familia a el.<br />Claro. . .- Mexican Trailrunnerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05987460497945211699noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8777171318205023886.post-12609777424327875802009-10-30T14:17:18.955-06:002009-10-30T14:17:18.955-06:00yo soy un ombre senserio.... comes to mind (please...yo soy un ombre senserio.... comes to mind (please pardon my most rusty Spanish.) i love that Gabriel commutes on horseback and leads them all through his home thro courtyard at the end of the day... as they are his familia, es verdad?<br />sonhasonjahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16879764714948869488noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8777171318205023886.post-24372000338062088982009-10-30T10:03:23.017-06:002009-10-30T10:03:23.017-06:00Leslie, too bad you didn't get a opportunity t...Leslie, too bad you didn't get a opportunity to get to know your Marlboro man. <br />There was a time when I wanted a photo of Gabriel so badly that I would stalk him at 5 on his evening return to get the shot. <br />Fortunately, when I realized what I was doing, I stopped and soon after that had the above opportunity for photos. He was flattered. <br />Better than popping out of my gate snapping away, huh?- Mexican Trailrunnerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05987460497945211699noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8777171318205023886.post-37075337522644706542009-10-30T09:09:55.796-06:002009-10-30T09:09:55.796-06:00He is the coolest Marlboro man! When I first arri...He is the coolest Marlboro man! When I first arrived in Yahualica, there was an elderly gentleman that rode by every morning and evening on a donkey. My older kids loved to run outside and wave goodbye to him. Sadly, he passed away, but seeing this reminded me of him.Leslie Harrishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12084393882026836564noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8777171318205023886.post-53868865154744504692009-10-30T08:51:08.273-06:002009-10-30T08:51:08.273-06:00I know, Steve, it's so true.
When I had a fr...I know, Steve, it's so true. <br />When I had a friend from California visiting we ran into him on one of our evening walks. He loved having a 2 gringa audience and was particularly chatty. After, and when we got home, my friend said: "OMG, what in the world did you talk about all that time!!!" Gossip.<br />:)- Mexican Trailrunnerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05987460497945211699noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8777171318205023886.post-79252246960747718142009-10-29T22:58:38.292-06:002009-10-29T22:58:38.292-06:00Great story. My friends in Oregon think we make u...Great story. My friends in Oregon think we make up these tales. But we see similar things daily.Steve Cottonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00468378507171761868noreply@blogger.com