You can take the cowboy out of the mountains, but you can’t take the mountains out of the cowboy. Apparently no matter how hard I try I just can’t stay away from the mountain-man activities. I had to saddle up yesterday and come to the rescue of Wife. She was stranded in the woods with 2 horsies and only 1 rider, which is where I come in. I jumped on and rode back to the barn. It was so powerful that it forced the sun to set at 1pm just so I could be riding off into the sunset. After that I performed my first act as a dying cowboy, started whittling away at my beard.