(Prepare for pictures from ANOTHER class field trip!)
Yesterday we took a field trip to a cute little goat farm that is literally minutes from base. I am kicking myself for never visiting before. The farm grown their own feed (organically) and uses the goat manure to fertilize the fields. Love that. They also have a variety of other animals including donkeys, pigs (black Iberian pigs – the ones that get turned into famous jamon!), and birds of prey. The owners live on site and they were super friendly and the entire staff was absolutely wonderful to our visiting group.
On to the photos!
The farm! The pig area is on the left, the goat fields are on the right. The store is the building half cut off on the right. (Taken on a moving bus so not the best shot.)
Happy Bus Rider.
As soon as we walked by the pasture the goats all ran over to us. (Because I am a nerd I immediately thought of the Jurassic Park line: “They’re flocking”. Yeah. Just me.)
Prepare yourself, this is a goat picture heavy post. But they are just so dang cute!
Ha. He kept trying to eat my camera. Goats are dumb. But very photogenic.
O admiring the goats from a distance. They were a little nibbley. (Also I think the kids necklaces should read: “If found please return to the CDC” but no one agrees with me.)
Budding grape vine. The farm had some vineyards as well as a small orchard.
Our guide and I couldn’t figure out what this was. I thought cherry (cerise is cherry right?) She thought not. Fruit tree blossoms look so similar. It was probably peach or plum. Or apple or pear. Who knows. My mom probably.
We pose in doors a lot.
I want this bbq area please.
This is the owners patio. What we would call a courtyard. I love Spanish patios. Especially plain rocks turned into something awesome with a little crapload of time.
Also red geraniums in old pots or barrels. Swoon.
All the ladies getting milked. Of the 2,000 goats they have on the farm, 1,200 give milk. Twice a day. It’s no wonder it’s all automated!
One of the babies in the kid room… They were SO cute!
Feeding pigs! We had to warn the kids to keep fingers off the fence. Those pigs will bite! These pigs are the famous Iberian black pigs. The males who look promising are moved and fed acorns to give the Iberian jamon the distinctive flavor that it is famous for. (For which it is famous. Whatever.)
Also. These pigs are hard core. Nose rings for all! This actually keeps them from rooting and tearing up the pasture or fence line, but I prefer to think that they have punk rock pigs.
I love mules. That is all.
This farm also breeds birds of prey, including owls. So we got to pet this tiny, bitty, sweet, fluffy baby owl. “IT’S SO FLUFFY” (name that movie, if you can’t we can’t be friends)
O meet owl.
Tiny!
Not quite so cute and adorable but a beautiful bird.
Falconry demonstration. Please someone tell me, what the heck is keeping these birds from flying away? They aren’t domesticated dogs, they are wild birds with unclipped wings. Why do they come back? Are they just really well fed? I wish my Spanish didn’t suck ass so I could have talked to the trainer.
The kids all loved this cheese, it was sweet and creamy and mild. So good!
These were more for the adults, strong, firm and pungent. The rosemary one was really good.
And the chorizo. Made from those adorable pigs we saw earlier. Think of salami but better. This was excellent and the kids couldn’t get enough. I will be back for this as well as some fresh goat cheese!
Ana one of the teachers and a friend, got to get up close and personal with one of the adult owls.
So did Val. All the cuddling was freaking me out. I kept telling them the owl was going to eat their eyes. Get the damn bird out of your face!
Hello gorgeous!
Goodbye, el Bucarito! We’ll be back!
Directions:
Go out the Spanish gate (back gate on base) take a left. You should see the farm on the right in about 5 minutes. It is off one of the perimeter roads. Store is open seven days a week. Tours are available for groups but you have to call ahead. If you have a small group you can see the cheese making process.