The herders camped out in the sand, with their families, under tents, and carts, and sometimes just under the stars. These are poor hard working desert people. I was particularly fascinated by the horsemen. They are good horsemen and are proud of it. They raise a breed of horse here called the Marwari Horse. The area was formerly called Mawar, hence the name of these horses
. They are beautiful animals. They have a unique feature. Their ears actually come together and touch at the tips. The men were all examining each others ponies and there was some serious horse trading going on here. We would wander around among them each morning and evening. I would just try and stay out of the way. As some of you know, I have a rather mixed history with the horse species. (Run over by huge mare at age 2.5 at Evergreen State fair, dangled from a stirrup at full gallop for 20 minutes at age 7, I could go on, and on, but I'll spare you) When I see a horse today, I look both ways and move very carefully, just in case another disaster is about to occur.
Camel owners hire out their animals and carts to give tourists a ride around the desert. We walked the area each morning and evening to avoid the midday desert heat. We had fun watching all the people, their animals, and the various activity in the desert, before returning home each night for a cold shower.
Each morning we would walk out to the desert surrounding the city of Pushkar, and watch the herders camped with their animals. Owners of cows, horses and camels come here to buy, sell and trade their stock. In many ways it is not unlike a county fair back home. They did have some unique events like the longest moustache contest, the fastest turban tying contest, and one of my favorites, how much water can your woman carry? There were tight rope walkers, musicians, dancers, and the every present snake charmers. You gotta watch out for them. They just pop open the top and Viola! Hooded Cobra in your face!