I come from a small town in NW Arkansas and I have ridden trails most of my life. I recently moved to Wyoming and found work on an 18,000 acre cattle ranch, (this is pretty big to me). I found I had a knack for ranch work and a love for it. I had done some training with fair success and even gotten paid for it but until yesterday, I hadn't really
I mean we've moved cattle and fixed fence and checked windmills and trailed the herd 20 miles a day a couple times, etc. Ya might think you'd been tired or sore or dusty or "smelly" or whatever. All this was given a better understanding yesterday after I realized that "CALVING SEASON" means riding hard and throwin' ropes and up and down and tagging and dodging an angry momma' and if you've done it I don't need to go on..... When all is said and done, I have to say that I understand only now that I'm where I belong. And now I'm tired.