Kathy Riordan

Kathy Riordan
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AUGUST 23, 2011 8:07AM

Cowboy Up

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Something there is about going home, sagebrush and barbed wire, whether thirty years have passed or three, the mountains always in your blood, your collective memory, where wild mustangs run free.

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Danes passed through here, and Scots, wayward sons of pioneers, just off the Lander Cut-Off of the Oregon Trail, where the Green River winds lazily in front of rosy cliffs.  One camped up, the other down.  Only the hardy stayed. 

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Some journey onward, and some return.  The land remains. 

 

 

 

 

 

All photos and video taken in Sublette County, Wyoming, July 2011, while on a journey home. 

 

Key:  Horses grazing at sunset in Marbleton, Wyoming; detail of fence at rodeo; saddle bronc pickup; local photographer angling for the best shot; at the rodeo; leaving the fair grounds; near the Lander Cut-Off; horses grazing above Big Piney; sagebrush and barbed wire; local rancher and philanthropist Marj Guio; split rail along Mickelson Road; the Wind Rivers; white horses at nightfall; there will be fireworks. 

Video of saddle bronc riding, Chuckwagon Days Rodeo, July 4, 2011, Big Piney, Wyoming. 

 

 

 

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I miss my mountains!!! :(

And fishing the high country streams!!!

And smooching with the cowboys Brokeback style!

Oops, I mean, and hunting!! That's it!! ;D

RATED!!!
Enjoy the trip back. Thank you for the lovely shots. Here's to the enduring land--and the endearing people.
Neat. Love the photos and the lyrics.
beautiful pictures (the photos and the word pictures)...and I love that you mentioned the Danes (we get short shrift sometimes)...rated
Stunning photos, and lovely words accompanying them. Mostly, you let the pictures speak, but when you do, you say much in few words.
The light is as beautiful as the land. I love the name Big Piney.
So evocative of the West in our dreams.

Thank you.
So envious of the horses munching on so much green grass. Lack of rain has dried us out here in Oklahoma.
Very indicative photos of land I wish I could see more of. Thanks for sharing your trip. Hope you are doing well.
I spent some time in Wyoming one summer. The sky, the brush, the horses~all so beautiful. ~r
Beautiful country.

My family doctor in MO used to sponsor a rodeo every summer. Doctor, rodeo--what's the connection?

Rodeos produce lots of broken bones.

r
Such a beautiful place; I can see why you would miss it!
Gorgeous photos ! Good looking people too.
When we traveled through Wyoming I was struck by some intangible quality in every person I met.
"Only the hardy stayed" indeed.
Unique senses of humor as well!
I still have the locally made Wyoming postcards I bought while there, they are too funny.
A small tangent: after watching a clip this morning on all the plastic surgery older women are getting, I felt so depressed.
After seeing this photo of Marj Guio, I know that's how beauty looks when one is older-- that's how gracefully I hope to age.
She's beautiful. I feel cheered. Thanks : )
I moved to a small, rural community a few years ago -- these photos evoke a lot of emotions that remind me of where I now live. There's beauty in quiet places where the landscape and distant views seemingly go forever. Nice work!
That seminal place of our youth never really leaves our bloodstream, does it? How fortunate you are to have that beautiful upland sagebrush country of Wyoming in your veins!
Nature nurtures! Thanks for bringing life to land. It calls me as well.
So lovely. It makes me want to stand by a fence and just watch for hours. I especially appreciated the shot down the line of the cattle fence. Peaceful.
So much said in so few words. = - }
I have some memories of Cheyenne, Wyoming, during rodeo time, one long ago summer. Recently, trying to find something to fall asleep on, I happened on part of an older (I think) movie on Mustangs. Such beautiful aerial shots of the wild and free herds! You have a wonerful heritage!
Lovely and lyrical Americana.
Makes me homesick for Jackson Hole...even after spending just two summers working at Flagg Ranch. Thanks for the beautiful picture and words, Kathy.
Where I come from (Alberta) has very similar landscape. I feel a twinge when I visit - I especially love *the light*...which possibly comes from the higher altitude and the absence of all those pesky trees that filter a lot of sunlight here. But in the end, I'm glad to be away...
What a gorgeous place! It looks so quiet and timeless--but I'm sure it's even better in person. Thanks for taking us there!
Going home can often be such a great thing. I'm glad you enjoyed your trip - and shared some lovely photographs with us!
Kathy, with a title like this one, I knew I'd be all over your post like a cheap suit. Then when I opened your post, saw image after image, it was like getting a letter.

These are exquisite photos: bare and beautiful, without false sentiment and suffused with a spare poetry.

Thank you and rated, but of course.
I miss horse smells (my daughter used to ride and I pet the horses) Beautiful. Nice to see you back here.
Oh, Kathy, thank you! We settled in Carbon County in 1875. Rough life for ranchers. Uncle Joe rode saddle bronc with Buffalo Bill Cody through Europe. Forty below zero weather drove us all away to the cities and the south. So glad to see that the tough ones have prevailed.
Oh so lovely. I have dreamed of living in Wyoming for mostly forever. At least I sometimes get out of the desert to spend time there. Thank you for this wonderful photo essay. It cooled me. R.
Yes, you are lucky to have grass for your four legged critters.
Let's just say that the grass here in North Texas is crunchy at best.
Hay is at all time high prices and critter feed has shot up in price.

Your photo essay and poem is inspirational and very idealistic. Nice to read something inspiring instead of the usual gloom & doom.
Thanks again.
Kathy,
Note on the photo of the pipe and cable fencing. Neat photo. A fence job like that is laborious and tedious. Drilling the holes to match and stretching the cable must have been a three pipe problem.
I appreciate all manual labor as I myself have done many a menial job on the farm but would have it no other way.
Thanks