One of my most favorite and most regular of regulars at La Ventana has a ranch northwest and not far from Grants.
It is gorgeous there – wide expanses, Mount Taylor in view, with giant, old cottonwoods to protect house and home – and he, his family, and all his cowboy friends (all also regulars at the bar) head out to the arena behind the barn every night to rope and ride before they head to the restaurant for dinner.
At the end of August, he generously allowed me to head out there to learn about roping – which I have never seen – and to take some pictures.
Thanks from the goody-good, the hippie chick, Sarah smiles, for letting her come out to the ranch. And now that I’ve seen roping and understood it a bit, I want to go again.
They are true cowboys, true men, and they’re all as funny as hell. The kids, too.
Be well.
– SAWK
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