Low Tech Travel

I spend lots of time traveling around the mountains. Over the years, I have used many different methods to do so. Sometimes my mode of travel is dictated by the time of year, such as skiing in the winter and not in summer, and sometimes I change my mode based on whimsy and what I feel like doing that day, like riding my mountain bike or just running. All these different methods are great ways to travel to and through beautiful places, but one other mode of travel stands alone as the best to travel in the mountains …

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Life at the End of the Road.

Earlier today at work I was looking at some things on Google Earth with a co-worker. If my boss is reading this, it was all work related. More or less. I promise. Kinda. When we were done with our work-ish project, he showed me the imagery of the lake he grew up on in Minnesota. After he showed me the islands he would swim to and the woods he played in, he said he wanted to see Black Mountain Ranch on Google Earth. If you haven’t spent much time on Google Earth. It is simply amazing. All …

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Keep on Truckin’

Well I certainly didn’t have a hard time coming up with something to write about this week. After being prompted by our Facebook post the other day about ranch trucks, I have known for days what I was going to write about. Trucks. Ranch trucks. We have more trucks than my wife has toes, so this should be easy. I should start with the feed truck as it is one of the most visible vehicles around the ranch. A flatbed single cab of indeterminate milage, we use it primarily to feed large bales of …

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My Favorite Acre

My wife tried to convince me that I should write my blog post this week on her broken toe. I considered it, but wasn’t sure that I could stretch that topic out to an appropriate length. I mean, really. She has toes. Ten of them. One is broken. Now if each one of them had a unique story, then I would have a blog post topic. Black Mountain Ranch sits on 1000 acres in the Rocky Mountains, and each one of those acres does indeed have a unique story to tell. BAM! Segue to actual relevant blog post …

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Wide Open Spaces

Oh my goodness. Did I really just title a blog post after a Dixie Chicks song? I’m not sure how I feel about that. That has been rattling around in my head all day as a possible theme for the post. But just now when I wrote it down, I realized what I had done. Oh, well. I’m sure you get the idea. To say that I spend most of my time in uncrowded places is an understatement. If you put everyone that lives in the area that you can see …

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Boot Tales

I was thinking about the boot library we have in the Trading Post at Black Mountain Ranch. After going through all the cowboy boots that I have in my closet at home, I decided that it was time to move some over to the boot library so others can use them and I can have more room in my closet. While going through my boots to see which ones might be worn out and which ones were not, I took a pretty close look at some of them. It may sound like I have a whole giant …

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This Place Has Gone to the Dogs

With the recent passing of Bailey, I have been reminded of how important our dogs are to us at Black Mountain Ranch. They are almost always there with us, be it all day out on rides, or walking irrigation ditches, shovel in hand. Let’s see… Bailey, Molly, George, Betty, Poppy, Daisy, Howdy, Cinch, Pistol, Sammy, Vala, Murray, Deacon, Daphne, Shoeshine, Coda, Riley, Mickey, Oakley, Roxy… Ummmm. Come on old staff, who am I missing? I know for sure that I am. It really is the best place a dog could ever live. In the …

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Stupid Cows

You may have guessed from the title of this blog post that I have some issues with cows. I curse them frequently, scream at them only slightly less often, and proudly eat beef out of a strong sense of spite. But really, I truly don’t deeply hate them. They just have the power to make my life a nightmare on occasion, so I think a little animosity is justified. I am certain that they do it on purpose, too. Some people might say that hundreds and hundred of generations of breeding for specific physical traits have left …

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