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Today when I checked the mail after a week away, my mailbox was stuffed with WSJ’s. In today’s paper I found out that cats really like raw rabbit more than any other food…and once you give them this, they’ll never eat Friskys again. According the a profile of a Springboro […]
While I was visiting the ranches in Montana, I learned that many people in these United States still use dial up to reach the internet and get email. This was difficult for me to fathom and I hardly barely was able to blog, let alone open email attachments. Here are […]
As Donnie and I drove south from the ranch, we passed a curious site on the side of the road in Fairfield, Montana. A series of pens held a gaggle of double-humped camels. A second pen held elk, and in the far corner, a solitary and huge bull camel. We […]
After a dinner of fine grass-fed steaks cooked on the grill, (about as good as steak can get, and I’ve had Kobe as well as Smith and Wolensky beef), we ventured out for a wildlife watch. These of course can be disappointing, but as we drove over the dirt road […]
Today was a day of exploring and of course, riding, at the SK Ranch in Montana. We headed out over the soft hills on our steeds to round up some cattle that needed a drink. “Cattle are too lazy to walk to the water, they would rather stand in a […]
We took a long and rough ride over stony roads to make it all the way to SK Ranch in Bynum Montana, arriving about suppertime. We reached the crest at the top of a bluff and looked down on the ranch, about 100 yards away, in front of a great […]
I met Dave Trexler today, and he told me some scary stories and showed me some dinosaur bones, just lying there out in the chaparral of Montana. We were in a bar called JD’s Wildlife Sanctuary, a classic biker joint with dollar bills plastered up all over the low ceiling, […]
Inside the cozy lodge at the Triple J Ranch. I am sad to say that today I am leaving but have fond memories to bring with me and a sore butt.
I sat in the lodge with Chris, a lovely woman who cooks on the packhorse trips and lives as a gypsy in the back of her pick-up truck camper, in an RV in Arizona, and in her former home in nearby Eureka. She said she loved the way people here […]
Sampson and I joined the riders today starting down by the Gibson reservoir. It was sad to see that the water level in this huge water source was about fifty yards lower than usual. We walked our horses over rocks and on a trail that next to a rushing stream. […]
This morning we got out on our horses and rode for about two hours into the Mortimer Gulch. My horse is named Sampson, and a fine steed is he, knows the way and has lost what I heard was an annoying habit of suddenly trotting when the rider didn’t expect […]
It’s a brisk and cool morning at the cafe. I am trying not to spend too much time here instead, I am going to the dump for the first time in my new dumpmobile, or truck, filled to the edges. I never imagined that so much of the work I […]