by erictknight | May 13, 2022 | Uncategorized
Date Creek Mountains Shortly after I bought Cortez, Mom started taking Kim and me to compete in gymkhanas. And now I’m guessing that you’re wondering what in the heck a gymkhana is. Well, it’s like a rodeo for kids. However, instead of roping or bull riding or any of...
by erictknight | Apr 19, 2022 | Uncategorized
So the first horse I tried out turned out to be a lemon. There was nothing for it but to keep on trying. The right horse just had to be out there. (If you haven’t read part 1, click here.) The next horse that arrived at the ranch was a friendly-looking mare. The...
by erictknight | Sep 21, 2021 | Uncategorized
Okay, money in hand, I was ready to buy a horse that didn’t suck! How hard could this be? The first horse we got at the ranch for me to try out looked pretty good. At least he wasn’t swaybacked or 200 years old. I saddled him up and got on. Not once did he try to bite...
by erictknight | Jul 28, 2021 | Uncategorized
To round out the triumvirate of Date Creek Ranch nags I was stuck riding as a kid, there was Beauty. Beauty was all black, just like the Black Beauty of movie fame. And right there all comparisons between Beauty and her namesake ended. There was nothing majestic or...
by erictknight | Jul 16, 2021 | Uncategorized
A view of the old barn By the time I was older, around 10 or so, I was heartily sick of riding the nags we had at Date Creek Ranch. Mom and Dad had good horses. My older sister, Kim, had a good horse, but I was still rotating between Lady (who, as I’ve mentioned...
by erictknight | Jul 7, 2021 | Uncategorized
The Upper Windmill at Date Creek Ranch The first calf I ever raised with a bottle was a little heifer. I was about nine or so and we were driving some cattle back to the corrals. As I recall, I was riding in the drags (that’s at the back of the herd) with Dad and...
