A trio of custom trophy saddles ups the ante at the 10th annual Californios Ranch Roping & Stock Horse Contest. Get an exclusive look at the coveted awards and meet the saddle artists who created them.
There is a recurring condition in the life of the cowboy when bravado, belligerence and bent judgment overcomes the normal human self-protective instinct.
This month, Baxter shares the story of the "Junction City Rattlesnake Ride," in which an unexpected passenger complicates a simple towing job for a husband and wife.
A staple on most family farms and ranches, corn adds substance to most any dish or meal.
As a young girl growing up on a farm in Oklahoma, I ate cornbread made by my mother several times a week. I thought Mother’s cornbread was the best in the world, served warm with fresh-churned butter. I remember Dad crumbling cold cornbread into a bowl of milk and eating it as a snack.
When I married my husband, Mack, and moved to a ranch in Arizona, I planted a large garden that included corn. I spaced the sowing about every 10 days, so we usually had corn on the cob for a month or more. I also canned all the corn I could for winter.