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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

There weren\u2019t a dark cloud in the sky. No hint of rain in sight. Late morning sun was straight above and shining noon-day bright.<\/p>\n

We parked the trucks and saddled up, then started our ascent. We gave the horses breathers \u2018cuz if not they\u2019d soon be spent.<\/p>\n

We\u2019d hoped for cellphone service, but when reaching Iron Bog, our phones were \u2018bout as useless as the nose hairs on a frog.<\/p>\n

Our first stop was for lunch next to a clear blue mountain lake. Spam with Town House crackers and a smashed-up chocolate cake.<\/p>\n

But time is unforgiving and you never have enough. We needed to get moving and to pack up all our stuff.<\/p>\n

So, our good friend Byron rode a mare that was skittish from the start. And when he tried to mount, the bay mare bucked with all her heart.<\/p>\n

Byron took to air and landed hard just like a brick. And the mare gave one more favor\u00a0 <\/span>with a nasty right-leg kick.<\/p>\n

Sure enough, a broken leg. No way to call for help. So we set a splint and Byron never even made a yelp.<\/p>\n

The strongest of the cowboys put him on a gentle horse. So with broken leg he had no choice but ride the steepest course.<\/p>\n

I swear the hill was steeper as we slid on down the trail. And prayed the horse that Byron rode could hold and would not fail.<\/p>\n

One cowboy yelled, \u201cWe made it!\u201d as the trucks came into view. But the truck had one flat tire and the horse trailer had two.<\/p>\n

One thing unexpected but for danged sure to our luck \u2014 another cowboy showed up late, drove alone in his own truck.<\/p>\n

We finally loaded Byron and drove him into town. I thank our lucky stars that he was face up, not face down.<\/p>\n

Was Byron even worried? His face was not disguised. I\u2019d learned to read a man\u2019s true pain by looking in his eyes.<\/p>\n

At times I have to wonder was it luck or was it fate that we had an extra vehicle and didn\u2019t have to wait.<\/p>\n

When looking back we came together as his trusted friends. Byron\u2019s leg is healing and his body\u2019s on the mend<\/p>\n

.\u2013 Bryce Angell<\/p>\n

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