On Horseback Through History – Lagos de Moreno, Jalisco, Mexico

This post is part 2 of 5 in the series Lagos de Moreno, Mexico

The Mexican state of Jalisco claims to be the birthplace of a few pretty important cornerstones of Mexican culture including Mariachi music and tequila. A lesser known contribution, which can be traced back to Jalisco, is the charro or Mexican cowboy.

Charros and charreadas (Mexican rodeos, which we’ll take you to in an upcoming Lagos de Moreno post) pre-date cowboys and rodeos in the US. It’s true. The unique riding skills and equipment here in Mexico evolved in the 1500s after necessary amendments were made to the riding styles imported when the Spanish invaded (some of their techniques and gear proved a little too prissy for the cattle and the terrain the average charro faces).

Ready to ride in front of beautiful Hacienda Sepulveda.

Charro riding techniques and the western riding techniques that we’re taught in the US are similar in a lot of ways. However, there are differences and though they’re subtle, they’re important–as we quickly learned (sometimes the hard way) when we spent a few days horseback riding around Lagos de Moreno.

1. The horn on the saddle is enormous–think dessert plate. We’ll tell you why in an upcoming trip to the charreada.
2. It’s all in the legs–reining in Mexico is an exquisitely delicate affair. Some riders hold the specially-knotted and weighted reins simply by hooking one finger through them. Uusually the pinky. This was the biggest shift for us since we’re used to horses trained to neck rein fairly heavily.

The Camino Real snakes through the Lagos de Moreno area (and much of Mexico). Sections of this historic road still make great trails.

The terrain and trails we rode on were just as old and different as the reining. Cactus, stone walls, small fields, more cactus, some mesquite, a creek, then more desert. Sometimes we were actually riding on sections of the original Camino Real which was unexpectedly thrilling.

Karen parking her horse during a lunch stop at Hacienda La Labor.

Our destinations were steeped in history too. Each day we set off from either El Ahito, or Hacienda Sepulveda bound for a different hacienda where we met the occupants and enjoyed a long delicious home-cooked lunch and a tour of the generations-old houses. Some were elegant. Some were fortress like. Some had elaborate private chapels. Some were only half-inhabitable. Some contained a museum’s worth of charro history and accessories. All of them were fascinating.

Once we were even met on the trail by the hacienda owner on horseback bearing a bottle of tequila and glasses so we could all sip on a pre-lunch amuse-bouche as we rode the final distance to the hacienda. To call it civilized is an understatement.

The food and the entertainment were both excellent during lunch in the extremely European dining room at Hacienda La Labor.

This aint jump rope. After lunch, intricate traditional charro rope work is expertly demonstrated by the grandsons of Don Jesus (in the background), Mexican cattleman extraordinaire and owner of Hacienda La Labor.

Karen, always happiest on a horse.

Most days we were in the saddle for about six hours. However, one very long day (with a particularly languid lunch) turned into eight hours and we ended up riding back to Hacienda Sepulveda  in the dark.  And you thought the heavy elk-skin chaps (made by Lena Kissling) and stiff wide-brimmed hats were were wearing were just for show! Nope. Those were the only things between us and an invisible world of eye-gouging, skin-tearing thorns as we rode in the dark through a tightly-packed forest of cactus the size of trees. If this doesn’t teach you to trust your horse (and vice versa) we’re not sure what will.

Days in the saddle are sometimes long but we loved every minute and didn't mind when we returned well after dark one night. Though riding through a tightly-packed forest of cactus the size of trees in the dark was a new experience.

Riding through the signature scrub and cactus that cover the hills and mesas around Lagos de Moreno.

Now’s a good time to mention one additional important difference between the way we’re used to riding in the US and the way people ride in Mexico: spurs. Every rider wears them. We’ve never seen anyone in Mexico kick their horse but we have seen a lot of judicious use of gentle spurs to get big results. A pair of spurs might have helped Karen urge her horse out of a drinking hole before good old Cheese Face (forever more known as Shit Face) decided to lay down with her still on top furiously trying to send a meaningful message to the horse with her spur-less boots.

Karen looking a bit perturbed after her horse tried to roll her in a watering hole.

One of the horses enjoys a sunny rest while we enjoy lunch at Hacienda San Cayetano.



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