Sunday, March 29, 2009

On the Rodeo Trail with the Wife

The Husband isn't the only bullrider in this house. I spent many a seconds on the back of wild beasts myself! Yep, that's right, I was a roughy. The only girl around riding rough stock at the time. And the most stylish I might add....pink silk shirt and red cowboy hat! Come on!


I remember me and my mom walking to the back pens and checking out the stock. We would discuss which one we hoped I would draw. I remember one time mom picked one out cause it matched my hair. Yes, it was serious business!

I dined on arena dirt most times. No need for frito pies, I was full of sand. I think they had to drag the arena after one of my rides cause I dug a ditch with my head.

My roughy days were short lived however. Once I got old enough to advance to the next level, steers, I decided to hang up my bull rope. I wasn't much for horns!

20 comments:

Vaquerogirl said...

Yu rock! I've ridden some rank horses, but I drew the line at calves or even cows!

Dusty Devoe said...

Way to go!

Robynn's Ravings said...

What a CUTIE!! The only horn I hope to ever face down lives in the middle of my steering wheel. And it's dangerous enough with the bullheaded person who mans it.

Pony Girl said...

Oh my goodness, you really cowgirled up back then! I would have left the sport once the horns came along, too! Cool photos....thanks for sharing them with us!

Tatersmama said...

I had to laugh at "horns"! Over here, a horn is a errrmmm... "manly bit" somewhat like wedding tackle. HAPPY wedding tackle at that. *blushing*

You look so darn CUTE in that red hat though and it's easy to see that you've always been a pretty little thing!
Thanks for sharing the pics !!

Reddirt Woman said...

Tatersmama, what do they call horns down under?

I'm with you. If I'd ever had the chance to ride one of the baby bulls or steers... don't give me one with anything that can hook me. That's when I'd hang up my bull rope.

Helen

Tatersmama said...

Helen, if a cow's got 'em they're called horns too, but since this is mainly sheep country, you don't see all that many cows. So "horn" is almost always used as a descriptive term for men's bits that aren't on the dangle. *blushing*

threecollie said...

Great photos! I could see Liz doing all that stuff if they had it around here. She still shocks guys when she will run up on a big calf and flank it down to work on it....most of them can't. lol

Homestay Mama said...

Wow, you were one brave girl. I loved going to the county fair--the rodeos were my favorite part--but never, would I have ever braved the back of a bucking horse, cow, calf or bull!

CTG Ponies said...

You go, cowgirl!!

Broken Y said...

Well . . . aren't you just a pretty tough cowgirl! Full of surprises too!

Emily Jean said...

Go Girl!!

LadyFi said...

Love those pictures of you - wonderful!

Spruce Hill said...

The horns would deter me too!

missy said...

i love it!!!!!!!!

kdwhorses said...

You go girl! Looking good!

Love the sunday stills!

Andrea said...

Oh my goodness! I love it!! You are one tough cookie!! I love how your mom picked out your bull!! LOL!! It's so important to have one match your hair!! LOL!! Too cute! Love the pictures.

The W.O.W. factor! said...

The only "rough stock" I ever rode was those bucking machines in the bar! I was bull rider "in training"...thought I needed to keep up with my cowboy! Never was brave enough to feel real live hide on my hiney..
Way to go! and I'm not really surprised!

Ranch Diva Rachel said...

Haha! Ya'll were destined. ;)

Neas Nuttiness said...

Not to be rude or anything, but you have to be CRAZY to do something like this. If bulls were meant to be ridden, God would have given them steering wheels...I'm just say'n.