Well I can hardly wait until I get enough remodeling and drymounting done to start
my annual fall pigrimages across NV and into UT again. I do get horribly sneezy from
blooming rabbitbrush along the sides of the highway, but there are just so many things
different along those routes. Where else can you pull back into the sage for the night
and wake up to see wild black stallions fighting by moonlight over a mare a few yards from your truck? When I was a kid I worked for a Nevada family who came from running a million acre ranch all by themselves. First working horse I had was a mustang
broken only two day before - and yeah, I did land on my butt a few times!
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