It was an hour from town in a beautiful setting with mountains and lakes.
I had a go at milking a cow.
I let Greg persuade me to do a horse ride with a Gaucho. Luckily my trusty steed was endowed with a sixth sense and picked up that my favourite speed is slow! We plodded along at our own steady pace, stopping for a munch of luscious Spring grass ( him not me) every now and then. I managed to embark and disembark from the horse graciously!
We saw a sheep being shorn and a cute lamb.
We then enjoyed a beautiful lunch of barbecued lamb. All fine til I munched on a kidney!