Cowboyin’ Up in Tupiza

So there’s this saying, you’ve probably heard it before. It goes a little something like this – “a man’s gotta do what a man’s gotta do.” And although we would probably opt to change “a man” for “a gal” or better yet, “an adventurer,” we totally agree truer words were never spoken.

When you’ve got an urge, the best solution is to totally indulge that urge. Scratch away because even if you fall flat on your face or make an ass of yourself, at least you’ll have great material for a future blog post.

For the gals of GoneForWords, our most recent urge had a little something to do with the “wild west.” Shortly after arriving in the southern Bolivian town of Tupiza, infamously known as the place where Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid were taken down by Bolivian authorities, we had only one thing on our minds – horses.

Better yet, riding some horses. Even more accurate, galloping across open fields, riding horses while wearing cowboy hats.

Certainly this was an ambitious urge, one that had been provoked after hearing tales from fellow travelers and their adventures in Tupiza on horseback. Yet we are women possessed and once we’ve got our mind set on something, you better watch out – we were going to ride horses and we were going to gallop those horses and it was going to be amazing.

Just a couple of cowboys and cowgirls ready to unleash hell

Leah and her mustang, Ginger, heading out on the open range

The boys and their beasts, who refused to gallop despite all of the encouragement from Devin and Will (ie. kicking)

We gave the horses a break and checked out some canyons

La Puerta Del Diablo, also known as the Devil's Door

Lucky for us, if you set your mind to something more than likely it will work out and you’ll have great material for a blog post. Talk about a win-win situation.

Beautiful Tupiza, you've treated us well