Under Santa Fe Skies

by Susan Tungate

The Invasion of the Mountain Men

Mountain Men invaded Santa Fe this weekend with their knives, furs and a few of their women folk in tow.  These two men are verbally jousting about who is the uglier.

“No, you are uglier.”

The annual Santa Fe Mountain Man Trade Fair, held right off the Plaza in the courtyard of the Palace of the Governors, was chock full of all manner of beards and knives and animal skins.

And more skins.

And more skins.

This man told how he played the banjo for his son when his son was still in his mother’s womb.

The son came out playing a tune.

for Dave the Elder

Now they come out together to these mountain men gatherings and sell old saddles, powder horns and guns.

The blacksmith was at hand making nails on this hot summer afternoon. I took one home for $1 out of appreciation for his efforts. Even the  penny nail has been hit hard by inflation.

I was born too mouthy, too blind, too adverse to the cold and too much the vegetarian to have lasted a day in the mid 1800′s when the mountain men made their mark as fur traders.  So glad I was born in the right place at the right time.

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