"The first year I came to the US (Wyoming), everything seemed very foreign to me. I felt as if I had landed in the old, wild west with the wooden sidewalks and cowboy saloons. A three-day pack horse trip to Yellowstone was organized especially for me. We camped in tents, made coffee on the campfire and I wore chaps. Among the six horses on the trip, one was a lovely palomino named 'Tequila.'" - Carl Brenders