The Ranch

May 2, 2017
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Hoot snorts and throws his head as I lead him out of the mint green horse trail. We mount our steeds and set of for a long day of moving cattle for Antilope pasture into Osborne trap. Ominous thunder clouds loom overhead. We won’t be back to camp in time for dinner.

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