Sage advice from the sagebrush.
We went camping with the cowboys and kids at Dry Creek. Nobody got snake bit or heat stroke, so we're counting it a success.
Big news from the Youngs!
In articles about the differences in clothing and gear used by cowboys in different regions, the buckaroo is usually portrayed as a caricature from the 1980s. Modern-day buckaroos no longer wear snap-brim hats and thrift-store coats unless they find a wicked good deal on a Cabela's cast off. Tub Blanthorn (left) is indisputably one of... Continue Reading →
...you better get used to dirt. Lots and lots of dirt. There will be dirt on your floors, tracked in by cowboy boots and blown through invisible cracks in the seals around your windows and doors. Dirt will be caked onto his jeans heaped in the laundry room, and large quantities will be washed down... Continue Reading →
If you think you need a lunch break, you shouldn't be a cowboy. If you think all the bad horses have already been ridden, you shouldn't be a cowboy. If you think 50 miles of dirt road followed by 107 miles of pavement is too far to (ask your wife to) drive for groceries, you... Continue Reading →
So, you found a man who can start a colt, And ride and rope and shoe. He packs a roll of tape in the pickup, And always carries a can of chew. You like the way he shapes his hat, And his horse is always bridled up nice. If he ever asked you out on... Continue Reading →