At the ranch I once rode at, there was a man who would show up every Saturday morning. He would saddle his appaloosa with a bareback pad and bridle, then disappear down one of the many trails at the riverbottom across the road. I never met him and never knew his name, but I remember his … Continue reading Going Bareback…
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Playing with Fire
Yes. I discovered a while back that if you pierce a piece of ribbon with a hot needle you get a nice, sealed hole, perfect for tongue buckles. I have too many ideas but not enough motivation/supplies to start anything new, so I've gone back to fixing up older things I made several years ago. … Continue reading Playing with Fire