Despite the fact that daylight arrives around four thirty in the morning and doesn't give up the ghost until almost eleven, I am finding once again that there aren't quite enough hours in my days. July is my rodeo month, and between work and trying to squeeze in a few practice sessions here and there, you've probably noticed that I've been pretty scarce around here. Such will most likely remain the case until at least mid-August, but I will try to pop in once in a while with some pictures and re-runs of my newspaper columns, which I do every other week.
For now, I'll leave you with some footage from last night's rodeo at Hook's Hideaway, up near Babb, Montana. Gotta love horses that buck, as long as I'm not on 'em.