Pretty Prairie Rodeo *Pic Spam*

A few of you may have heard of the Pretty Prairie Rodeo. It is Kansas' Largest Night Rodeo, you know. The rodeo here isn't the same as rodeo's in other places. Because it's ours.

The entire town wakes up. Lawns are mowed, windows washed, banners hung from one end of Main St. to the other. That entire week thrums with excitement as the rodeo stock are shipped in and unloaded, contestant trailers start pulling in, and there are strangers in town. Shucks, folks, it's our week to shine!

For our family it is a little different. We are transplants. We've only been here three years. That said, it is a small enough community that everyone knows us and we know most of them as well. We ride in the grand entry parade every year and this year we brought a calf (Chester) and our donkey (Eeyore) to the petting zoo. We really are beginning to feel native.

Ok, enough blah blah blah. On to the pics!
Tough enough to wear pink night (like Luna and I need an excuse, pshaw!) just before the grand entry. Luna and I are keeping company with K who's reins match ours. What color? Why, pink and black, of course!

Luna and I, and Jake on Cash riding in the grand entry. We do a serpentine pattern around the arena while the drill team holds flags and our theme music blares from the loudspeakers.

Cody and Splash, Me and Luna, and Dustin riding Badger 10 a.m. Saturday morning for the rodeo parade through the middle of town.

Jake on Cash, Me on Luna, Cody on Splash, and Dustin who hadn't gotten mounted up yet before the Grand Entry on Friday night.

The following pics are kind of awful due to a faulty camera. Above is the bull fighters and a black and white bull who really tried to teach them a lesson, lol.

Saturday night rained for the first half of the rodeo. The arena held up well though and the barrel racers and ropers had no trouble. It got cool outside and after the rodeo was the dance, which rocked!

This is the view of the arena about halfway through the rodeo on Saturday night. I felt bad for all the chicks running around in flip flops. Many, many people lost a shoe that night.



Probably the best "half-time" show I have seen here yet ^^. This man and his Brazilian....somethingorother (steer) and the little girl, Codi Jo, on her pony was awesome. The jumped a culvert with a clown inside (yes, the steer did too!), thru a ring of fire, did a teeter-totter, and the little girl jumped the pony over the steer as he lay on the ground. Oh, yes, the pony and the steer both laid down on command.

The highlight of the show was when they pulled their rig into the arena and put up a ramp, walked the steer and pony up there, and waved to the crowd. It was pretty neat to see the animals so relaxed and well cared for, and so well trained.

Last, but not least, we have Cody and an Amazingly Vicious Beast. Here he is feeding the bucking stock some hay. They kept trying to eat his new hairstyle, a Mohawk. He thought it was hysterical and then started feeding them hay instead. Soon we had a waiting line at the fence. Some were pretty shy but most of them came right up and wanted scritches and, well, the hay.

I have to say that I was impressed with the stock this year. Everything was fat and slick, no apparent illness or injuries, and the horses' hooves were in good shape (not a common occurrence for bucking stock). We were there every day and all of the handling that we saw was low-key and gentle. They had fresh food and water at all times. Pens were clean. I was so happy to see it.

Stay tuned...it has been a week of stomach bugs and vetting horses and extreme temps but I have a blog planned for later in the week.

Happy Fourth of July!!!

So, I wish that I was computer literate enough to do a little jazzing up of the blog for the 4th of July. You know, maybe playing a snippet of the Star Spangled Banner or one of those little pictures that move. Sadly, I am not. So you'll just have to settle for a snapshot of us getting ready for the 4th of July Parade in downtown Hutchinson yesterday.

On the right, on the big sorrel with the blaze is Dustin. The horse is Badger (who really thought this parade business was a bunch of bull**** and wanted to run all the way home). We were lined up on Avenue B and waiting for the route to begin. We ride with the Pretty Prairie Saddle Club and we all wore long sleeved white shirts, red white and blue bandannas, and white cowboy hats.

I rode Luna (of course!) and she, as usual, recognised a chance to perform and made the best of it. She dropped at the poll, arched her neck as far as it would go, and with her ears perked up, pranced her way down 20 blocks of screaming and adoring fans. I am pretty sure she thought the event was organised especially for her. I love it when she does her parade trot, it is a super slow and easy but high stepping trot. It looks like a very fancy prancy version of a collected trot.

Of course I used puff paint to paint red white and blue stars on her butt and I fishbone-braided her tail halfway down and tied it with a red ribbon. Hopefully, I will get the pics back from the family that took them for us soon and I can post them here. I had to grin every time I heard a little girl squeal "OOOhhh, look at that one, the black one!!!" She really did look beautiful.

Badger handled everything much better once we got moving. Every time we stopped he looked around at the crowd with an expression of extreme dislike and fidgeted a bit but Dustin kept him calm and well in hand, talking quietly to him most of the ride.

A friend of ours rode our youngest heathen's horse, as he had pulled some muscles and couldn't ride. Splash carried her like a trooper, never being bothered by the moto-cops with their flashing lights, the crowd, the firecrackers, the music, or the other horses. He is a super star.

Speaking of the crowds - I was honestly amazed at how little regard for their children's safety people have anymore. Can anyone tell me why in the world a person would think its okay to allow their three or four year old to run out in the middle of the street into a crowd of horses to try to pet them during a parade?!?!?

Listen Up People - Horses do not like to run people over as a general rule. I imagine we're squishy footing. However, when a horse is scared, cornered, or furious...exceptions are made. I saw a little girl nearly run underneath of a palomino yesterday. The horse was already nervous and it was only by quick thinking on the rider's part that the girl wasn't trampled. I get so frustrated with this. I think some people honestly think that all horses are like Flicka, the Black Stallion, Black Beauty, and Mr. Ed rolled into one. Sheesh.

Anyways, for the most part it was a wonderful day. We barely missed getting rained on (which was good because the white shirts go transparent when wet) and no one, including horses, got hurt or had a bad time of it. Hutchinson looked so pretty with the flags a flyin' and the streets lined with people, it made me feel good to know that I was part of celebrating our country's birth.

So wave your flags, pop your fireworks, and give thanks that we have the freedom to live the way we choose!