Browsing by Tag: horses-2

Life is full of surprises. We bought Aspen, a sweet Quarter Horse mare, last summer. In the fall, her belly ballooned, and I was worried she was in foal and about to have a baby. We brought her in, but nothing changed, so we turned her back out. Months passed, she stayed the same, and…

The incredible Bitterroot Ranch in Wyoming is one of our favorite places. We caught up with Richard Fox, son of Bayard Fox who has operated Bitterroot since 1971, to get his take on the life of a rancher in the 21st century. How did you come to be a rancher in Wyoming? To be honest,…

Here is Kisima, a particularly cute home bred Arabian. This horse has been kind, giving, straightforward and honest since the moment we started working with him when he was 4. He has always approached life with an open, willing attitude. If horses could shrug and say, “why not?” that is what Kisima’s response would be…

We were in my wilderness hunting camp 10 miles north of our ranch near Yellowstone Park that October morning. At 9,000 ft. above sea level the temperature dropped to around zero just before dawn and it was crackling cold. We had to be off well before first light. The best time for hunting is that…

How a wild horse was tamed and became part of our herd. That year we opened our dude ranch and began our trail rides in late May. There is a magnificent piece of land called Mountain Meadows where we often take our guests riding directly to the east of us. It borders the 2 million…

One of the most compelling images in American history is that of the mounted warrior in full regalia with eagle feather headdress holding spear and shield. It is evocative of consummate equestrian skill, indomitable courage and a life in open spaces free of civilized constraints. It is easy to forget that this colorful equestrian culture…

A couple of weeks ago Richard and I went down to the farm on a Sunday for a marathon day. Our goals were ambitious: 1. Catch riding horses, tack them up and trailer them over to the field that (hopefully) houses the Team Sorters (shock of shocks– they’ve been escaping recently!). FYI: Team Sorting is…

Throughout the winter at the farm, we move the horses every month or two to a new pasture to graze. We throw open the gates, call them in high-pitched voices and lure them toward the open gate with a hay truck. They quickly figure out they are moving (literally) to greener pastures, and they soar…