The undisputed king of the backcountry, built like a freight train on four legs with claws that could carve up a picnic basket.... or a daggum pickup truck. It doesn't run, it doesn't hide, and it sure isn't askin’ for permission.
“Never was a horse that couldn't be rode, never was a man that couldn't be throwed.” A wise ol’ cowboy told us this one day. Said once he understood it, it changed his whole life.