DaisyCutter
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Here goes.
I grew up as a farm-boy, similar to a cowboy, but I never rode any livestock. The company I work at holds an annual rodeo at "Rawhide" in Scottsdale, AZ (Cliff Garrett Memorial Rodeo). I had ignored the temptation the last 7 years that I worked there. Inevitably the urge won out... I signed up for a bull ride and a bareback-bronc ride. (This is what I was doing the last two days.)
Both the bull and bronc augered me into the ground pretty hard and I failed to make a qualified ride. It was a rush though. IMO it is impossible not to underestimate the power these wild animals have until you've "ridden" one. Heck, I was raised in a barn and had no idea what I was in for. The stock was fresh off the indian reservation, some even with burrs and cholla still hangin off 'em.
I started off pretty good on the bull and rode him for 3-4 seconds before he threw me to the ground, jumping on my legs and head. (Real men wear helmets).
For reference, having a bull jump on your head while wearing a helmet feels similar to a real hard helmet-to-helmet hit playing varsity football... You're buzzin pretty good afterwords. My legs are beat-up bad, but still working fine.
Here's the bronc pics. My bronc must've been Budweiser breeding stock, 'cause she (yes, a mare) was the freaking biggest horse I've ever ridden. Her hooves were the size of my head. She was the biggest horse the stock contractor had.
She blew out of the chute harder than any acceleration I've ever felt. My right arm is a few inches longer than my left now. I almost got hung-up coming off her. Needless to say, our time wasn't long together. In fact, many cowboys told me that I displayed the worst form they had ever seen. /ubbthreads/images/graemlins/blush.gif
She was a striking mare. If I was a rich man I would've bought her on the spot. She's probably about 400lbs heavier than my wife's horse, and 8 inches taller.
The last pic is a real good one of my butt just prior to impact, enjoy. ;D
I grew up as a farm-boy, similar to a cowboy, but I never rode any livestock. The company I work at holds an annual rodeo at "Rawhide" in Scottsdale, AZ (Cliff Garrett Memorial Rodeo). I had ignored the temptation the last 7 years that I worked there. Inevitably the urge won out... I signed up for a bull ride and a bareback-bronc ride. (This is what I was doing the last two days.)
Both the bull and bronc augered me into the ground pretty hard and I failed to make a qualified ride. It was a rush though. IMO it is impossible not to underestimate the power these wild animals have until you've "ridden" one. Heck, I was raised in a barn and had no idea what I was in for. The stock was fresh off the indian reservation, some even with burrs and cholla still hangin off 'em.
I started off pretty good on the bull and rode him for 3-4 seconds before he threw me to the ground, jumping on my legs and head. (Real men wear helmets).
For reference, having a bull jump on your head while wearing a helmet feels similar to a real hard helmet-to-helmet hit playing varsity football... You're buzzin pretty good afterwords. My legs are beat-up bad, but still working fine.
Here's the bronc pics. My bronc must've been Budweiser breeding stock, 'cause she (yes, a mare) was the freaking biggest horse I've ever ridden. Her hooves were the size of my head. She was the biggest horse the stock contractor had.
She blew out of the chute harder than any acceleration I've ever felt. My right arm is a few inches longer than my left now. I almost got hung-up coming off her. Needless to say, our time wasn't long together. In fact, many cowboys told me that I displayed the worst form they had ever seen. /ubbthreads/images/graemlins/blush.gif
She was a striking mare. If I was a rich man I would've bought her on the spot. She's probably about 400lbs heavier than my wife's horse, and 8 inches taller.
The last pic is a real good one of my butt just prior to impact, enjoy. ;D
