Every year in September, Gauchos in Rio Grande do Sul gather to commemorate the Farroupilha Revolution which started on the 20th September 1835 and ended 1845. A revolt against the Portuguese crown, unfair taxes on the states principal product, charque, (air dried meat).
The rebels were known as farrapos ("tatters", "rags") after the fringed leather worn by the gauchos.
They declared the Rio Grande do Sul, the Republic of Piratini, and similarly the rebels in Santa Catarina also declared the Republic of Juliana independent.
The towns around are named after many of the leaders of the revolt, Bento Gonçalves, Garibaldi, Caxias do Sul after the Duke of Caxias, Dom Pedrito.
The story of the revolution was retold in a wonderful TV series, Casa das Sete Mulhers. (House of the Seven Women, the seven women of the Bento Gonçalves family ).
The revolutionary flame is kept alight during the year at a nominated town and then there is a calvagada or horse ride to take the flame to the their home towns.
These rides can be several hundred kilometers and take several weeks to do.
I accompanied this one which started in the western town of Sao Nicolau, supposedly where the first cattle and sheep were brought into the country from Argentina.
We rode through the very beautiful and historic area of the Missions where Jesuit monks were during Spanish Colonial Period in the 17th century. During the Jesuits era, agriculture and arts thrived and all the local Gurani population benifited. They built many beautiful churches or Reductions.
However politics got involved and the Portuguese government had the Jesuit order suppressed.
The most famous Reduction being San Ignacio in Argentina, first built in 1610.
The Catedral de Sao Miguel Arcanjo at the town of Sao Miguel das Missoes, Rio Grande do Sul, is a beautiful example of the construction.
It has been nominated as a UNESCO World Heritage.
We passed by several of the ruins as you can see from the photos
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| The ruins in Sao Nicolau were being reconstructed |
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| Not much was left of the ruins |
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| Taking out the beer wagon |
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| Putting it all together |
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| Ola, that goes over there!! |
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| The Venancio Aires boys |
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| The Venancio Aires boys |
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| Girls at the evening festive show |
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| The Venancio Aires boys |
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| Playing the gaucho music |
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| The Sao Nicolau Patron |
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| The traditional dances |
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| The traditional dances |
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| The traditional dances |
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| Andre Kothe leading the group out of Sao Nicolau |
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| Riders from other towns gathered to get the flame. |
The land we rode through was very productive, large mechanized farms heavy red soil with crops of soya, corn, canola wheat.
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| An old graveyard on the way |
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| Beer stop |
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| Pipi stop |
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| Pipi stop |
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| Cigarette stop |
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| Arriving at the first nights stop |
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| Jacare Gauer |
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| Our dear friend Jose Schuh RIP |
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| Flowers on the way |
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| Canola fields |
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| The brilliant colour of the canola flowers |
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| Davi in the canola field |
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| The whole group and the beer wagon |
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| A birds view of the fertile land |
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| Ruins of the mission, São Lourenço Mártir built 1690 |
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| Sao Lourenco Martir ruins |
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| Ruins of the mission, São Lourenço Mártir |
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| Ruins of the mission, São Lourenço Mártir. The tree may have been growing 300 years. |
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| Ruins of the mission, São Lourenço Mártir |
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| Graveyard of the mission, São Lourenço Mártir |
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| Ruins of the mission Sao Miguel Arcanjo. Sao Miguel dos Missoes |
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| Ruins of the mission Sao Miguel Arcanjo |
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| Ruins of the mission Sao Miguel Arcanjo |
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| Found in the ruins of the mission Sao Miguel Arcanjo |
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| Rest time |
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| Are you tired old horse |
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| Dressing the pig for dinner |
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| Jose Schuh with his new friend |
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| Saddling up |
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| Bigolini driving the beer wagon with a passenger |
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| Folk came out to greet the riders at every little town |
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| The whole family, Grandfather, son, daughter and granddaughter |
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| The road becomes steeper as it winds through the hills |
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| Country store stop for refreshment |
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| Jacare Gauer chatting with the store owners |
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| The store owner with Jacare and Jose with refreshing beers |
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| Watering the horses |
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| Looking down at the road to Nova Palma |
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| A country farm house along the way |
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| Sundown |
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| Crossing the old bridge |
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| Watering the horses at Nova Palma |
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| A welcome chimarrão tea |
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| Young Gaucho |
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| The girls and boys learn to ride early in life |
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| Parading through Agudo |
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| Chuva de Ouro, golden rain creeper seen all along the way |
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| The cook hard at work |
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| Stirring the beans |
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| Caring for the horses |
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| Passing an Ipe Amarelo tree which blooms in spring |
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| An Ipe Amarelo tree in Dona Francisca town |
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| Agudo in the distance |
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| On the flat valley heading for Vale do Sol |
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| Sundown |
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| Ipe Amarelo |
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| Farm houses on the way |
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| Our musical cook |
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| An old wagon wheel by the side of the road |
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| Bigolini and Andre Krothe |
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| Any shade is welcome and the bus stop will do |
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| A young Argentina guy shows our cook how to do it |
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| Cooking up lunch |
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| Ipe Amarelo |
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| Bringing in the flame to Venancio Aires |
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| Jacare Gauer |
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| A tired Bigolini presenting the flame to the Mayor of Venancio Aires. |
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| Arriving in Venancio Aires after two weeks in the saddle and 513 kilometers ridden |
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| Mayor Dettenborn |
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| Davi |
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| The end of the ride |