For the past 6 or 7 years,( I just can't remember), my sister and I take turns attending the rodeo with my dad. My mom is not a rodeo person, but she did it for years to "make dad happy". Now it's our turn! Anyway, I got my love of all things Western from my dad, rodeo included. Horses were my earliest passion. I watch the rodeo with tons of emotion, from envy of the rodeo queens to terror for the bull riders.
Most of all I feel twinges of grief for not following my life's passion. I know I need to accept my life the way it is, regardless of what I thought it should have been, but there is still that passion........ OK, I'm getting depressed, so I'll move on....
Where Tradition Lives On
Today’s best riders, ropers, and wrestlers compete in what many consider to be the best rodeo arena in the nation. The Friday night opening performance starts in the evening and ends under the stars. The Saturday and Sunday afternoon “perfs” feel electrically charged by the brilliant blue sky. It all leads up to the Labor Day Monday Championship Finals…
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Long live the Ellensburg Rodeo!!!
I haven't ridden a horse in so long I probably wouldn't know what to do! Rodeo Rocks!
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