My grandad had a Basque sheepherder that watched over a band of roughly 2500 sheep a year and a few goats with bells. Every couple months the local Basque herders would get together for a weekend with red wine and BBQ a goat or two. This was usually on grandads ranch so we were invited.
Not many can cook a goat like the Basque, it was great eating and I miss those days of the 50's and 60's.
