We are city folk. Theresa and I were both born and raised in Washington, D.C. and worked there for our police department careers. We hardly know which end of a horse to pet, so when Chris suggested the rodeo we were very excited. Cloverdale had a great rodeo, maybe 2nd only to the Calgary Stampede and it's only25 minutes away! Hey, horses, bulls, corn dogs... we're in!
As you know, I'm not a real cowboy but a borrowed hat and thirty two Canadian dollars was enough to get into the fairgrounds for some genuine, Western style entertainment. They had lumberjacks log rolling and climbing and sawing. They had a lady lumberjack that could log roll at what seemed impossible speed, until she slipped and landed hard on her... um, lady parts. Note the facial expression...
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| Lady Parts Will Be Sore! |
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| Fast Climbers!
All this lumberjack stuff was fun to watch but we were see to see a rodeo, so off to the bleachers where we were treated to greats feats of daring, speed and skill.
This horse jumped so high, twisting, turning, bucking and diving, I thought the rider must be glued to the saddle! This cowboy would not be ejected until the full 8 seconds had expired. Then he simply let go and laid back on the horse to let it do the work of gently depositing him on the ground. It was beautiful!
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Towards the end of the day, these two lovely ladies spotted me and said, "Isn't that Harry Hanbury, the famous blog photographer? Take our picture please!"
I'm such a soft touch, I had to oblige.
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