A Slice Of A Mountain, de la Giganta . . .

Reference note - ¨Juan¨ is Juan Cunningham. The family Cunningham were early settlers in the region of Loreto. Juan is just plain respected throughout the territory.



Leaving Juan´s ranch, we will cross the mountain ahead, East to West and beyond for the rancho Las Encinas, half the distance to San Miguel de Commondu. We will camp at the ranch with riders leaving Commondu, traveling by horseback our way, for the remote ranch.



Closest waypoint from Juans´s ranch is the first military checkpoint, 14 miles to the north of Loreto. We are east, and abeam that waypoint.

Following are views of the mountain and journey.



























Indio is liking the place . . .



























Lunch at the summit. Summer, but with a light rain and pleasant temperature..







These mountains are home to borrego. From this mountain side came the most recent, for a Texan working on his bucket list.

We will see both borrego and deer.







Ahead is direction to the ranch . . . now the other side of the mountain, toward the West.







Arrival at Rancho Encinas.











On special this trip is pattaya fruit . . . only image I have







Dug by hand 27 meters into the wall, this water, if locals are to be believed, could be marketed by the Canadian drug companies.







Conversation begins with the animals, food, water, politics, drug lords and etc., but accompanied always by abundant laughter.







Back at the ranch . . .











My favorite seat . . .







Arms are common to ranches in the outback. Unusual for the territory is this Model 94, post 64 with engraving.







Hang with vaqueros and sooner or later, they´ll take out their riata.



In this instance, one of Juan´s cattle has wandered to this side of the mountain. She´ll make the trip home with us tomorrow.







Food prepared for the animals. Mezquite.







At dusk this guy strode by, another of Juan´s from the other side. Juan will mount this one home, tomorrow.







To get a cow down the mountain, let a mule lead it. Better is a donkey.







Today with bright sun and warmer temperatures, we reapproach the summit.







Views wow all the wow cells in your body.







The mule and his charge.







Back toward the ranch.



















Back to Loreto. Where the mountain dips her feet into the sea. Common Loreto expression.

It's always so great to see your photos and read about your adventures. Is your mule the pinto? He is really good looking, whats his name? No pics of the Borrego and Deer? Thanks for taking the time to post all this, it's appreciated.