I know, "Harry's Goat Farm" sounds like a funny title for a story here along the Myanmar (Burma) border in Thailand. We met Harry and his family about four years ago. I can't remember if we met at dinner along the main drag here in Mae Sai or if it was at the morning market.
Harry and his family do stand out as he is a large stature Texas man with three blond kids and a wife that looks like she was on the front cover of the Sear's Catalog. At that time Harry was teaching and helping farmers get better yields from what they were raising.
We tried to find the farm that he started about a year ago but never could find it. Yesterday morning, an acquittance of Daeng's pulled up on his motorbike while we were working out and talked with Daeng. He helps out Harry and gave her directions, again.
After he left, Daeng went back to climbing the tree; good exercise.
Later in the day we set out to find him. This time we found the place as he had a new sign, in Thai, at the road. Daeng said is read: "Harry's Goat Milk". We pulled down the dirt drive and there he was waiving at us.
Harry showed us his goat farm and I must say it is the cleanest farm I have ever been on. The goat's fir is clean, the pens are clean, the whole place is clean, clean, clean. As a young man, I was around large farms and have never seen a farm as clean as this. He has even out done our Amish friends farms in Pennsylvania and they are really clean, as well.
We talked for some time about the business of goat milking. We bought a liter (4 - 250 milliliter containers) of fresh goat's milk and wished him the very best.
It was a fun visit. By the way, the goat milk we bought was very tasty. It was more like cows milk than goats milk. I dunked an Oreo in mine.
Harry, we hope to see you again real soon!