To become a real all-around cowboy takes more heart and stamina than most men have. To overcome near death, drastic life deteriorating illness requires equal and likely more diligent desire.
Always a love for the cowboy way, and the essential horse requirement therein, have been and remain keys in the life of DK Hewett. Continue reading →
“Rope ’im. Jump down and rope ’im.”
That was the sideline advice.
Then: “I got ’im. Heel ’im.”
A second loop thrown, and: “I got ’im.”
Lariats were stretched tight, as the steel steer roping dummy came off the ground, while standers-by applauded.
“I don’t have a cell phone. I don’t know anything about computers and that stuff. I’m a cowboy.”
While that’s contrasting to most modern ways, Bud Sankey, 78, is a true businessman at his profession: cowboy.
“Everywhere he went; there was a rope in his hand.”
That’s the way people always remember this all-around cowboy today.
“I’ve always been a cowboy,” claimed Troy Kitchener.
Her rocking chair is riding a six-feet-tall Quarter Horse jumping over three-foot-high fences.
“I never wanted to be a little old lady, and despite my birthdate, I’m doing my best not to be,” contended the vivacious five-foot-five blonde equestrian, close semblance appearance of six decades earlier.
Fifty-two cowboys representing 13 Flint Hills ranches from eight counties found that blue skies and enhancive temperatures seemed to expand toughness of competition at the 28th annual Morris County Fall Ranch Rodeo.
What’s the old bronc rider saying? “If bulls were supposed to be ridden, Paul Revere would have come through town on a bull instead of a horse.”
“Horses scare me, especially the ones that buck. A person can get hurt trying to ride those rodeo broncs.”
With a meager beginning, hard work of committee members, combined with outstanding producers, a pen of quality livestock, along with cowboys, cowgirls and spectators alike have made The BIG 94.5 Country Topeka PRCA Rodeo a success in just two years.
Climax of livestock competitions at the recent Morris County Fair in Council Grove was the round-robin showmanship championships when winners from each division vied for title as “the best at showing everything.”
“Yes Sir. Thank you Sir.”
That’s a true gentleman talking. Actually, a humble teenage cowboy on the phone about noon driving from calf roping the night before at Indianola, Iowa, to the Thursday evening rodeo in Lennox, Iowa.