In Elko we had a visit from a group of Italian stockmen. One of them played a set of bagpipes made from a goat skin. Parts of the instrument were hundreds of years old. I met up with the guy in the Pioneer Bar, and introduced him to my friend who is a packer from central Washington that also plays the pipes. We agreed to meet up the next afternoon in the bar at 4. Bring your instruments. It was all impromtu. We had the two guys alternate songs and try to out do each other. Good times. Everyone loved that one.