Indian Days

After two very long days of rodeo, I'm whupped, and too lazy to write a real blog post. Since a lot of my readers are also writers who ask questions about horse and rodeo stuff, I took a bunch of pictures that might help fill in the details when you're writing a western scene. Plus, I like to post pictures of as many family members and friends as possible, just for the embarrassment factor. And a few strangers who were just in the wrong place at the right time.

In my dreams.

TV crew interviewing our esteemed rodeo judge/singer of ceremonial Blackfeet songs

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Everybody loves a pickup man. 

Some serious BS-ing.

Begging candy money from Grandpa.

Won't be taking home a trophy saddle this year.

Bulldoggers in waiting. Don't mess with the guy in the brown hat. Dang, is he strong.

Not usually a big fan of Paint horses, but this one was nice. And fast.

Cowgirl style: yellow tutu, black boots, and dad wrapped around your finger.

Where all those tough Indian ropers come from. 

A little bling for the barrel horse. 

What rodeo people mean when they say 'booted up'.