Barbarosa 1982

As the brilliant Texas sun settled beneath the horizon, Karl Westover’s life was dramatically transformed by a tragic misstep that forced him to escape to Mexico. It was in this foreign land that he encountered Barbarosa, a legendary outlaw who, recognizing Karl’s plight, took him under his wing and imparted essential survival skills—everything from locating scarce water sources to preparing armadillos for dinner. Barbarosa’s mentorship allowed Karl to acclimate to his new reality, but their paths eventually diverged, with Barbarosa encouraging his young protégé to make his way back to Texas.

Undaunted by the harsh challenges he’d already faced, Karl wandered into a small pueblo and inadvertently found himself in a dilapidated cantina. Unbeknownst to him, Barbarosa would soon storm in, guns blazing, and rob the unsuspecting patrons. With Karl’s assistance, Barbarosa swiftly filled his sombrero with stolen riches before vanishing into the night, leaving Karl to escape for his life—only to cross paths with Barbarosa once more on the expansive range. Through the bitter cold of winter, Karl learned the ins and outs of outlaw life from Barbarosa, further solidifying their bond.

Yet their alliance was fraught with tension, as revenge-seeking brothers, Floyd and Otto Pahmeyer, were hot on Karl’s trail, desperate to avenge the death of the man he had accidentally killed. Despite having the opportunity to eliminate them, Karl chose mercy, much to Barbarosa’s chagrin. The brothers, intimidated by their father’s fury, ultimately retreated, abandoning their vengeance.

As Karl and Barbarosa continued their adventures, they encountered a destitute elderly couple struggling to survive alongside their faithful burro. In an act of compassion, Karl refused to exploit their vulnerable situation, causing a rift between him and Barbarosa. Soon after, they were captured by the ruthless outlaw Angel Morales and his gang.

When the old couple arrived to witness their captives, it became clear that Barbarosa had intended to rob them, but Karl’s intervention had saved their lives. Infuriated by the perceived betrayal, Angel shot Barbarosa in the stomach, leaving him to bleed out as Karl found himself compelled to dig his friend’s grave.

However, in an unexpected twist, it was revealed that Barbarosa was not dead; he had slipped away unnoticed, while Karl hurriedly filled in the grave. Meanwhile, Angel’s gang captured Floyd and Otto again, and as a punishment, Karl was ordered to dig two new graves.

The sun rose with alarming revelations for Angel—he found himself buried up to his neck in the searing desert sand, surrounded by the corpses of Floyd and Otto. His desperate cries echoed in vain as he faced the reality of his own mortality, invoking the name of Barbarosa in horror.

In this turbulent world, even the fiercest outlaws required a refuge to rest. For Barbarosa, that sanctuary was the Zavala hacienda, where he could reunite with his loving wife, Josefina de Zavala. The complex emotions between them highlighted a tumultuous history rife with love and hatred, particularly as Don Braulio, the Zavala patriarch, bore a deep resentment toward Barbarosa due to personal tragedy. Over the years, he had sent many young relatives to retaliate against the notorious outlaw, but none had succeeded, often meeting their demise instead.

Consequently, the Zavalas grew more affluent and influential, weaving tales of Barbarosa’s audacious exploits into the fabric of their shared history. The narrative of his legendary deeds evolved with each retelling, now featuring the escapades of his new apprentice, the “Gringo Child.” Yet amidst this growing legend, a consistent undercurrent pervaded their stories, encouraging brave men everywhere to prepare for the day when they would confront Barbarosa.

As tensions escalated, Barbarosa’s personal life intertwined with that of his innocent daughter, Juanita, who had developed feelings for Karl. In a daring act of compassion, she secretly sheltered Karl to protect him from capture. However, when Barbarosa unexpectedly arrived, he thrust Karl into the plaza amidst a hail of gunfire, igniting chaos. As the Zavalas charged into the fray, Barbarosa exhibited expert horsemanship, showcasing his bravery and skill.

As calm descended, Barbarosa softened when he learned of Karl’s feelings for Juanita, granting him permission to visit her. Their intricate relationships danced between loyalty and affection, revealing the complex emotional tapestry binding them all.

As the seasons shifted and the Rio Grande came alive once more, Karl and Barbarosa resolved to journey back to Texas. Ascending the canyon’s rocky terrain proved taxing for Karl, especially as he struggled under the weight of saddle-filled bags containing stolen treasures. In frustration, Barbarosa implored him to “get rid of that,” leading Karl to toss the bags over the cliff, triggering a flood of curses from the outlaw as he realized their fortune had been sent spiraling into the abyss.

Disgusted, Barbarosa exclaimed, “I didn’t say throw the money down THERE! I’ve BEEN down there myself!” As Karl begrudgingly descended to reclaim their lost wealth, he accidentally startled a sleeping rattlesnake and took an unexpected plunge into the frigid river. Emerging from this trial by fire later that evening, he found Barbarosa waiting beside a crackling fire, his temper still simmering. “Bet you didn’t bring an armadillo for my supper!” the outlaw grumbled, only for Karl to present a lifeless armadillo that plopped down in Barbarosa’s lap with a sickening thud.

Upon reaching Karl’s ancestral German immigrant colony during a lively stockmen’s gathering, the two men found themselves immersed in the merriment of barbecue and revelry. Karl’s zest for broncos led him to discuss purchasing his own to take back to the family farm. However, tranquility shattered when the persistent Mr. Pahmeyer, still grieving his loss, fired a shot at Karl. While his aim was true, he was soon disarmed by Karl, who ordered him to “just go home,” and indeed, he slunk away in defeat.

While Karl busied himself with purchases, Barbarosa became tired of the chase and candidly confessed, “To be honest, I’m exhausted from keeping you amused.” Though the friends parted ways, their bond remained intact, forged through shared adventures and heartbreaks.

Upon returning home, Karl was met with a somber atmosphere—his mother had passed, and he was believed dead as his father, Emile, and sister, Hilda, mourned. Striving to lift their spirits, Karl shared his “good fortune” tales from Mexico about teaming up with an outlaw. The following morning, as Emile examined the farm’s livestock, Karl humorously suggested they train the horses before claiming ownership. Laughter erupted briefly before Mr. Pahmeyer took aim once more, this time hitting Karl’s father.

Resolutely, Karl confronted Mr. Pahmeyer, urging an end to the vendetta. Despite expressions of remorse over Emile’s death, the vengeful man charged out brandishing his weapon, leading to a tragic confrontation.

Time marched on, and Karl reunited with Barbarosa, only to discover that his friend had barely escaped Eduardo Zavala, the latest assassin sent by Don Braulio. Unbeknownst to Barbarosa, Karl had disarmed Eduardo and sent him home, but this young man was more cunning than his predecessors, using a sharpened crucifix as a weapon.

In a climactic ambush, Eduardo struck Barbarosa, wounding him gravely before fleeing. As Karl held his dying friend, they reminisced about their shared journey. “A man couldn’t ask for better than what I had with the Zavalas,” Barbarosa said before expressing defiantly, “Barbarosa can’t die!” Realizing that Eduardo would inform the Zavalas of his death, Karl hastily cremated Barbarosa’s body and set off in pursuit.

However, Eduardo proved a formidable opponent, incapacitating Karl before escaping on his horse back to the hacienda, now hailed a hero. As Karl slumped beside a flickering campfire, his heart heavy with despair, an unexpected savior appeared—a striking Appaloosa horse, adorned with Barbarosa’s signature saddle and backlit by the fire.

Meanwhile, the atmosphere of somber celebration at the Zavala hacienda deepened. With loss weighing heavily upon them, they struggled to revel without their beloved outlaw leader. But just when the grief seemed insurmountable, a familiar figure emerged from the shadows, Barbarosa’s recognizable red beard and oversized sombrero radiating like a lighthouse in the dark. With shouts of joy, he rode forth, shooting celebratory rounds into the air.

As Eduardo braced for the black wreath of honor, Karl seized the moment, snatching the doomed tribute just before it enfolded Eduardo. The Zavalas erupted joyfully into exhilarating cries of, “Barbarosa! Barbarosa! Barbarosaaaa!” as they armed themselves and prepared for the inevitable conflict to come.