We kept going west till we ended up somewhere else entirely. Maybe it was east. Maybe it was a fever dream. All we know is, the sashimi was fresh, the barstools were low, and the neon signs looked mighty familiar.
Ain’t a good idea to 50/50 a longhorn. Trust us, cowboy. Daggum flip kick on the other hand? A stunt like that’ll land ya one heckuva sponsorship. Probably not from us though.
“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.
The undisputed king of the backcountry, built like a freight train with claws that could tear apart a picnic basket—or a pickup truck. It doesn’t run or hide. If a bear wants something, it takes it. Keep your eyes peeled when you're out there!