In high school I shoveled chit in a horse barn with room for 94 horses. For the most part all thoroughbreds, eastern dressage type riding, braided manes, silly saddles the works. Lots of moneyed owners.
Almost all wealthy women and their daughters, a few Homosexual men. For reasons not to difficult to conjecture, these women were in love with their horses. We had one slash her wrists when her horse died.
Truths.
Large stables and horse operations are an extremely rich source of hot puzzy....just saying...π Getting paid to ride horses and flirt with pretty girls ain't a bad gig if you can get it....so I hear...π
In high school I shoveled chit in a horse barn with room for 94 horses. For the most part all thoroughbreds, eastern dressage type riding, braided manes, silly saddles the works. Lots of moneyed owners.
Almost all wealthy women and their daughters, a few Homosexual men. For reasons not to difficult to conjecture, these women were in love with their horses. We had one slash her wrists when her horse died.
Truths.
Large stables and horse operations are an extremely rich source of hot puzzy....just saying...π Getting paid to ride horses and flirt with pretty girls ain't a bad gig if you can get it....so I hear...π
First job I got after high school was wrangling dudes in Big Bend Natl Park.
It was an awesome job! Those girls, especially those from back East, or foreign girls were not shy about making their cowboy fantasies come true.
Then they were gone! No muss, no fuss. And the next day, another group of the same booked rides...
If those old Hot Springs on the Rio Grande could only talk..
In high school I shoveled chit in a horse barn with room for 94 horses. For the most part all thoroughbreds, eastern dressage type riding, braided manes, silly saddles the works. Lots of moneyed owners.
Almost all wealthy women and their daughters, a few Homosexual men. For reasons not to difficult to conjecture, these women were in love with their horses. We had one slash her wrists when her horse died.
Truths.
Large stables and horse operations are an extremely rich source of hot puzzy....just saying...π Getting paid to ride horses and flirt with pretty girls ain't a bad gig if you can get it....so I hear...π
First job I got after high school was wrangling dudes in Big Bend Natl Park.
It was an awesome job! Those girls, especially those from back East, or foreign girls were not shy about making their cowboy fantasies come true.
Then they were gone! No muss, no fuss. And the next day, another group of the same booked rides...
If those old Hot Springs on the Rio Grande could only talk..
It boggles my mind sometimes. Even a crusty old codger like me has a good time playing with those chicks...i can only imagine the action if I was 30 years younger....and single...π
In high school I shoveled chit in a horse barn with room for 94 horses. For the most part all thoroughbreds, eastern dressage type riding, braided manes, silly saddles the works. Lots of moneyed owners.
Almost all wealthy women and their daughters, a few Homosexual men. For reasons not to difficult to conjecture, these women were in love with their horses. We had one slash her wrists when her horse died.
Truths.
Large stables and horse operations are an extremely rich source of hot puzzy....just saying...π Getting paid to ride horses and flirt with pretty girls ain't a bad gig if you can get it....so I hear...π
First job I got after high school was wrangling dudes in Big Bend Natl Park.
It was an awesome job! Those girls, especially those from back East, or foreign girls were not shy about making their cowboy fantasies come true.
Then they were gone! No muss, no fuss. And the next day, another group of the same booked rides...
If those old Hot Springs on the Rio Grande could only talk..
Crap, all I got to do was shovel horse crap.
The stable owner's hot forty-something blonde wife did used to flirt with me pretty hard tho, pretty sure if I'd have been dumb enough to make a move she woulda been all over it....
Now that I'm single I should look her up, she'd only be about 90...
"...if the gentlemen of Virginia shall send us a dozen of their sons, we would take great care in their education, instruct them in all we know, and make men of them." Canasatego 1744
I believe Rio7 here on the fire made a lot of money in the horse world.
God bless Texas----------------------- Old 300 I will remain what i am until the day I die- A HUNTER......Sitting Bull Its not how you pick the booger.. but where you put it !! Roger V Hunter
I jangeled dudes in Big Bend in the Basin for old Buck Newsom and his son Dan. Lots of fine looking women took the Rim trail ride. Got lucky several times that year. Old Buck was a retired Border Patrol and had lots of pictures of him and his partner headin' and healin' meskins and putin' the stretch on them. Mexico was heaven on earth then, $5.00 women and 25 cent beer.
NOVIT EMIM DOMINUS QUI SUNT EUIS {Arnauld Amalric} "Kill them all,God will know His." Never trust Horses ,Women and very few Mules.A good rifle will let in lots of AIR AND LIGHT.
I jangeled dudes in Big Bend in the Basin for old Buck Newsom and his son Dan. Lots of fine looking women took the Rim trail ride. Got lucky several times that year. Old Buck was a retired Border Patrol and had lots of pictures of him and his partner headin' and healin' meskins and putin' the stretch on them. Mexico was heaven on earth then, $5.00 women and 25 cent beer.
Buck was a good sort!
I was there after Lynn Carter took over from Buck. Lynn was salt of the earth too.
Yep knew Lynn, think his wifes name was Kathy. That was in 69 or 70. There was an old man there named Frank that talked me into quitting and going to work on the 6666's. Now there was some rough horses in that remuda.
NOVIT EMIM DOMINUS QUI SUNT EUIS {Arnauld Amalric} "Kill them all,God will know His." Never trust Horses ,Women and very few Mules.A good rifle will let in lots of AIR AND LIGHT.
Yep knew Lynn, think his wifes name was Kathy. That was in 69 or 70. There was an old man there named Frank that talked me into quitting and going to work on the 6666's. Now there was some rough horses in that remuda.
Last I checked, Cathy is still alive and well.
After Lynn got kicked out of the basin by the greenies, he bought a ranch towards Marathon from the park. Then he had a heart attack and passed before they could get him to the hospital.
Lynn & Cathy's son, Craig was quite the country & western singer. Besides playing lots of gigs locally, he did REALLY well over in Europe.
Craig came home after Lynn died and helped Cathy with the ranch.
Several of my buddies grow a bit of Alfalfa every year & make good money on it if everything goes well. It is inspected & has to be nearly perfect for the big Thoroughbred operations to buy it. Considering what they will pay for perfect hay & straw, plus the million dollar plus, barns I've seen, I won't be surprised if I see a Yeti bucket.
I helped a friend do a demolition project on a horse farm owned by The Crowned Prince of Abu Dhabi. For days I saw more & more extravagance, but expected it out of this owner. But the hell of it is, there are many, many more just like the place in the area. Seems like one of the main things in this country to dump the really big bucks on. Horses.
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