I am guilty. I am THAT contestant that pulls into a rodeo, looks at the day sheet, sees a contract act in front of the barrel race and I give that inner groan.
This January I pulled into my ‘winter home’, unloaded my horses and headed up to the main house for some coffee. As I opened the door I saw a beautiful brunette sitting in my designated spot on the couch. She stands up with a beaming, genuine smile spread across her face and extends her hand.
I watch this video over and over. It’s one of the most important runs that The Goob and I have made to date. However, one of the MAIN reasons I watch it is the voice behind the camera.
I used to think I was easy to get along with. The older I get, I realize nothing could be farther from the truth. I’m opinionated, stubborn, like things to be done MY way and have numerous pet peeves. (more…)
Three weeks ago I’m sitting in a heeling box in Wittmann, Arizona. I’ve got a cool little bay horse underneath me that I was trying out as a possible mount for the upcoming Wildfire Ladies Open to the World Roping in Salado, Texas. It was a beautiful day… the sun was shining, arena was perfectly worked, and we had 30 steers stacked up, wrapped and ready to rope!
I watched my buddy ride her horse into the head box and turn him around. I’m ready. I’m excited. I feel the little bay horse’s motor pick up and his feet move around a little. I’m watching the steer, waiting to hear the gates bang…..but they don’t. (more…)