I was up early and had the horses grained and tied to the wagon shortly after daybreak. By 7:30, they were harnessed up and ready to be hitched to the wagon. I tried to talk one of the local cowboys into driving the team up to the pole, but he said he had to go brand calves, jumped into his pickup and drove away.
After they were hitched up, Bill pulled his A.D.D. act - a couple of little rears, buck-snorts and sash-shays before pulling out in a fast trot. I was glad to see that six year old, bronc-’bustin, Riker hadn’t rode all the rough and fun out of him.