American Nomads Page #6
- Year:
- 2011
- 90 min
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Drive for nine hours at 70 mph,
buck for eight seconds
at a million mph,
win some money,
get on down the road.
They're just loving it.
They love the life, it's written
all over their faces, isn't it?
'The first Europeans in the American West
were the Spanish conquistadors and settlers.
'They came up from Mexico on horses
'and these were the first horses
that American Indians had ever seen.
'In time, horses got away
from the Spaniards,
'and established wild herds.
'In the early 1700s, Indians learned
to catch horses and ride them.
'And a golden age of nomadism began.
'Here in Nevada, there are still
herds of wild horses.
'Their ancestors got away
'from Indian tribes, cowboys,
cattle ranches and the US Cavalry.
'They're a living symbol
of the Wild West and some of them
the horses that the Spanish brought.
'Normally you see wild horses
at a distance, if at all.
'But here in the Joshua Tree Forest
outside Cold Creek, Nevada, I get lucky.
'Horses revolutionised life
for the Indian tribes in the West,
'changing their whole conception
of speed and distance.
'Lacking a word
for these new animals,
'the Sioux called them holy dogs.
'Mounted on horseback,
they could travel 100 miles per day,
'and gallop alongside
a running buffalo
'instead of watching it recede
into the distance.
'Before the horse arrived, most of the Western
tribes had practised farming and lived in huts.
'Now they began
a nomadic life on horseback
'following the buffalo herds around
and living in tepees.
'"For bringing us the horse", said
John Fire Lame Deer of the Sioux tribe,
white man for bringing us whisky."'
It's going to be cold tonight.
It looks like Afghanistan, or...
There's more mountains in Nevada
than any other state.
More wild horses and my contention
is more lunatics as well,
but we're well away from them,
we keep them down in Vegas.
The rest of Nevada is just
a big, wild, wide-open place.
This elevation can hit
85 or 90 degrees during the day,
and then at night,
it'll get below freezing.
'When I first came
to the American West,
'I saw this beautiful thing
outside my car window.
'I called it scenery and sometimes
I stopped to take a photograph of it.
'Then I started walking out into it,
'scared at first to be
in such a big, wild place. '
That's good enough.
'Slowly I became more comfortable
'and started going out there for
days and sometimes weeks at a time.
and bathed in the rivers,
'and paid very close attention
to the animals and birds and plants.
'This wasn't scenery anymore,
but a living, breathing place,
'full of mystery and wonder.
'I still can't
get it out of my system.
'So I was having a quiet moment,
savouring a beer at sunset
'in that perfect silence
you sometimes get in the desert.
'Then I heard an engine
coming towards me across country.
'It was a guy
on some kind of dirt bike,
American weirdness.
'He said his name was Ray
and he told a long, garbled story.
'It seems his family
are polygamist Mormons from Mexico
'and they dumped him
out here in the desert.'
So how long have you been here?
Here? Yeah. Two days. No, three days.
My dad came from the US.
He went down there on a search
for the religion, to find God.
He did that for a while,
and he moved around the United States
and preached about the downfall
of the United States for a long time.
'He seems lonely, confused, jumpy.
'And his stories get more and more
agitated and incomprehensible. '
That's what I figured until somebody
wondering where the f*** his bike
was, with a big metal pipe on him.
"Where's my bike?"
Dude, I have no f***ing idea!
I helped the f***ing guy out.
At a gas station,
I helped him pick up his bike
and put it on his truck
and I have no idea.
He got off the truck
with a big old pipe like that.
"Where's my bike?"
I don't know!
"I might have to get violent
with you!"
I didn't tell him nothing.
But he looked at me...
I guess you're not the person.
I guess there's trouble everywhere.
So, I feel really bad
for Ray last night.
I was kind of trying to get away
from him because he was crazy.
And I didn't know whether he was
going to flip over into violence.
He seemed poised on the edge there.
But the poor guy just doesn't stand
a chance. He's crazy, he's lonely.
He doesn't have any money.
I just feel really bad for him.
He doesn't have anything.
Didn't look like he's eaten much.
That's just about
as hard as it gets.
to sum up America.
'He said, "All appetite, no taste."
'Las Vegas is only 30 miles away
'from the wild horses. And a more
extreme contrast is hard to imagine.
'The first casinos were built here
by a gangster with big dreams
'in the 1940s. And he borrowed
'that the Mob put a bullet
in his eye.
'The mafia ran Vegas for decades,
but now it's all corporate.
'Two million people
live here permanently
'and this city in the desert
'is expected to run out of water
in less than 30 years.
'For me, Las Vegas is a place
to get through.
'I'm heading east
into the highlands of Utah,
'up above the snow line,
hoping to find some buffalo. '
Oh!
Almost hit a golden eagle.
Just literally flew
inches over the windshield.
I'm extremely glad
I did not hit that golden eagle.
Somewhere up this road, there's
supposed to be a herd of buffalo.
'The American buffalo,
also known as the American bison,
'is the largest mammal
on this continent.
'It's a symbol of the American West,
'and of American roaming.
'The herds were always moving,
migrating with the seasons,
'and this why the tribes
that hunted them became nomadic.
'Bison are now restricted
to a few national parks
'and a growing number
of private ranches like this one. '
60 million is the accepted number
for how many bison
used to roam the West.
And they were wiped out in less
than 20 years by hide hunters,
thereby depriving the Plains
Indians of their livelihood.
And then those 60 million bison,
which were reduced to, I think,
less than 2,000 animals,
were replaced by 50 million cattle.
And some people in the West
now think that the whole thing
was basically a mistake, that
cattle are not nearly as well suited
to this environment as the bison.
These guys can give birth
without the assistance of vets,
they have good immunity
to the various diseases
that are endemic here,
they can make it through the winter
without supplemental feed, they
can survive the 40-below storms.
You see, they have these
big head and shoulders,
and when the blizzards come, they
face them straight on like this,
whereas cows kind of turn tail and
it gets too cold, the cattle die.
They are perfectly adapted
to this environment.
They've evolved out here.
Now we're starting
to see them come back,
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