Here in Northern Colorado, I spend most of my time in the saddle in a well-groomed arena, working on perfect circles, collection, softness, and a good stop. I do my best to get out of the arena as much as I can, but for the most part, that’s relegated to long-trotting around some sandy pastures and listening to podcasts or audiobooks just to keep my horses fit and my mind sharp.
But each fall, I get an escape from the day-to-day grind of magazine production and barrel racer land, and I get a chance to remind myself exactly what it is this horse life is all about.
I married into a ranching family five years ago, and the Shaffers are lucky enough to summer their cattle in the Wind River…