Dutch Bergman
Guitarist, Vocalist, Song Writer


Palomar Mountain Guitarist,
Vocalist, Song Writer, Cowboy

Dutch Bergman
760 742-3330

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The Bergman and Mendenhall names that you hear on Palomar Mountain go back to the mid 1800's. Jacob Bergman joined the Union Army at the Presidio in San Francisco in 1858.  In 1864 he settled in what is now called Aguanga - in the 1870s he had the mail contract to deliver mail between Colton and the gold town of Julian driving the stagecoach.
At that time Palomar was known as an area for renegades and rustlers.  In 1860 Enos T. Mendenhall came to the mountain, had a cattle business and it is said that he also worked for the government rustlin' the rustlers.  Enos T's son, Sylvester and his wife, expanded the family cattle business with goals to have that heritage passed on to their children and children's children.   Their daughter, Annie married Jacob's grandson, Arlie.  They had four children, one being Carl, known as 'Wog' around the Mountain.  He resides on Palomar where he has run cattle and then started one of the spring water companies.
Wog is Dutch's father and Dutch is our Mountain Cowboy. Complete with cattle drives in the spring and fall, branding, sorting out and all the rest that goes with being very much at home on the range.
Dutch met his wife, Sharon in the 1970's here on the Mountain. Their son Wes is the sixth generation to work with the cattle business - in the same meadows and corrals as his ancestors nearly 150 years ago.

Dutch has written beautiful songs woven with some of his family history, and tells of his love for the mountain that so many of us share.  Enjoy his words of High Mountain Home.
Like to hear him sing? Come on out to one of his concerts! You'll beck back for more, it's a promise!


HIGH MOUNTAIN HOME

By Dutch Bergman

The sunshine and blue skies
The snow storms and thunder
This mountain has been home to me
I work here and live here
And I never shall wander
'Cause I've seen all that I need to see
Some beautiful places - lots of nice people
I hope to see them again
But nothing can change this feelin' inside me
This mountain is my closest friend

I sweat in the summer
From hours in the saddle
And I shiver when the winter winds blow
I dream of the spring time
And the smell of new cattle
And ridin' all the back trails I know
Laid back in my bedroll with the night all around me
Every star is like a jewel in the sky
Sleep comes easy for a trail weary cowboy
As the crickets chirp their lullaby

And I'll never surrender my memories
Of a full moon on December's first snow
Or the look in your eyes on a quiet night
As we lay in the fire's soft glow
This feelin' is flowing like a river inside me
And the water is the blood in my veins
I'm tied to this mountain by the bonds of my fathers
And that's stronger than any man's chains

I'm tied to this mountain by the bonds of my fathers
and that's stronger than any man's chains