{"id":16446,"date":"2021-08-11T00:58:52","date_gmt":"2021-08-11T00:58:52","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/woodriverweekly.com\/?p=16446"},"modified":"2021-08-10T20:00:03","modified_gmt":"2021-08-10T20:00:03","slug":"cowboys-on-the-run","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/woodriverweekly.com\/index.php\/2021\/08\/11\/cowboys-on-the-run\/","title":{"rendered":"COWBOYS ON THE RUN"},"content":{"rendered":"
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Bryce Angell – The outdoors has always been a large part of my life. My father was an outfitter and guide for 35 years and I was there to shoe and care for the horses and help him do the cooking. We took many great trips into the Yellowstone area. Even now that I\u2019m older, we still ride into the Tetons, Yellowstone and surrounding areas. My poems are mostly of personal experience. I am now retired and enjoying life to the fullest. I plan to do more riding and writing.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

When I was just a teenage boy, I\u2019d say about sixteen, we rode into the Yellowstone, Old Faithful\u2019s what I mean. \u00a0 \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

We must have been at least a dozen cowboys, maybe more. We were looking for some fun and didn\u2019t know what lay in store.<\/p>\n

We found a hitching post and tied the horses for the day. But my cousin saw some elk and said, \u201cLet\u2019s go chase those elk away!\u201d<\/p>\n

Now being sixteen years and never thinking consequence, we hopped back on our horses. Didn\u2019t have a lick of sense.<\/p>\n

That day I\u2019d chosen Stretch to ride\u2014he wasn\u2019t known for speed. He\u2019d seen his share of trail rides, just a tired and worn-out steed.<\/p>\n

So, the elk took off a\u2019running. Stretch was kicking up his heels. The wind was blowing in my face. The thrill how one boy feels!<\/p>\n

But then I heard a whistle blow, felt sickly to my gut. \u2018Twas a Ranger on his motorcycle, right on Stretch\u2019s butt.<\/p>\n

The horses took off to the trees\u2014we\u2019d pushed our luck of fun\u2014we had to make it back to camp, twelve outlaws on the run.<\/p>\n

Well, back at camp each cowboy\u2019s tale was taller than the sky. But I\u2019m the only one who\u2019d looked the Ranger in the eye.<\/p>\n

The Ranger got a look at me. I\u2019m sure he knew my dad. I wondered just how long it\u2019d be before I\u2019d soon be had.<\/p>\n

That day was fifty years ago, and talk about tight-lipped. Not one cowboy had flapped his jaws; afraid of being whipped.<\/p>\n

Did the Ranger ever tell my folks? I\u2019ll prob\u2019ly never know. But if they\u2019d ever asked me, well, I guess I\u2019d tell \u2018em so.<\/p>\n

When thinking of Old Faithful and twelve cowboys on the run, forgive me \u2018cuz I must admit, I\u2019ve never had more fun!<\/p>\n

\u2014 Bryce Angell<\/b><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

When I was just a teenage boy, I\u2019d say about sixteen, we rode into the Yellowstone, Old Faithful\u2019s what I mean. \u00a0 \u00a0 We must have been at least a dozen cowboys, maybe more. We were looking for some fun and didn\u2019t know what lay in store. We found a hitching post and tied the […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"tdm_status":"","tdm_grid_status":"","_pvb_checkbox_block_on_post":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[160,2],"tags":[],"class_list":{"0":"post-16446","1":"post","2":"type-post","3":"status-publish","4":"format-standard","6":"category-cowboy-poetry","7":"category-commentary"},"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/woodriverweekly.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/16446","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/woodriverweekly.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/woodriverweekly.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/woodriverweekly.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/woodriverweekly.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=16446"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/woodriverweekly.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/16446\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":16447,"href":"https:\/\/woodriverweekly.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/16446\/revisions\/16447"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/woodriverweekly.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=16446"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/woodriverweekly.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=16446"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/woodriverweekly.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=16446"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}