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Tales from the O-NO Ranch 8-2-10

Mad Jack Hanks
Wellington, Colo.

If memory serves me correct gentle readers, Baxter Black sometime in the past wrote a poem called “Out riding,” or “Just Riding.” At least I think one of those was the correct title. Anyone who has spent much time on the back of a horse would readily identify with the message in the poem. To me it expressed the feeling one has who has lived their life with horses.

If you are a new reader to this column, I will tell you that I am an old guy who has spent most of my adult workin’ life as a cowboy and or ranch manager. To be a’horseback in the early morning hours just as the sun begins to wink at the horizon surrounded by a crew of men dedicated to the horse and the cow commands that it be a special time. I still ride some and look after a few head of cattle from time to time. I have ridden more this spring and summer than I have in years past. Why? Well, it feels good! Plus my riding partners are my daughter and granddaughter and that in itself makes it special to me.

┬áSome three and a half years ago, I fell in love with motorcycles and I have owned six during that time span. Always looking for the right fit much like a man or woman looks for that perfect horse. Presently I am riding a Harley Davidson Road King Screaming Eagle. I have ridden Yamahas and Hondas in the past and thought I should own one Harley before time and arthritis puts me in the rockin’ chair.

This bike fits me to a tee and I have put over 3,000 miles on it in six weeks. I didn’t go any place special, just ridin’. I like to ride in the late evening and at night when it’s cool. I have Waylon and Willie on an iPod and big speakers on the bike I can plug in to so I ride and ride and ride. When it comes to riding ol’ Howdy, my fat ol’ paint, or the Harley, it’s a toss-up. I guess it depends on where I’m off to and if it’s really hot that Harley can put out some heat and if I just feel the need to ride, ol’ Howdy fills the bill.

There is a social statement these days that says, “Are ya feelin’ me?” When I ride, I’m feelin’ it. Yup, I’m feelin’ it!

Stay tuned, check yer cinch on occasion and I hope yer feelin’ it too!