Saving Water in a Drought By Carolyn White The ranch guest—I think her name was Millicent—stared at me with her mouth open. Her jaw grazed the elegant silk scarf that was draped around her neck. “The what?” she asked, wrinkling … Continue reading
And It’s a Laugh By Carolyn White The little white car came flying south on Highway 95 and caught up to me about five miles from Donnelly. It was 6:30 in the evening and I had just filled up on … Continue reading
One Shot Deserves Another By Carolyn White Tree!” Tina hollered, grabbing a handful of low-hanging branches and letting them go. I ducked, burying my face against Bonnie’s mane as they whipped over my head. Straightening in the saddle, I scolded, … Continue reading
Meetin’ Cowboy Roy’s Relatives By Carolyn White Eleven heads turned as we entered room 211 of St. Luke’s Medical Center in Boise. Everyone’s eyebrows went up. Outside an arena, I had never seen so many people dressed entirely in western … Continue reading
Among the Playful Hunters By Carolyn White Photos courtesy of Carolyn White Hunting season was finally over at the isolated ranch where I worked in the Nez Perce National Forest. I’d been up by four o’clock nearly every morning since … Continue reading
But Where Did It Land? Story and Photos by Carolyn White The snow was knee-high and each step was a struggle. Pausing to catch my breath, I muttered, “Okay, I give up. Where’d you drop it, Ray?” Half-blinded by late … Continue reading
My trainer in guide school had warned me that saddle horses tied together on a trail are among the stupidest animals on earth.
Hitch a seasoned pack mule between them and they’re usually fine, but left on their own “they turn plum’ idiot,” he’d observed dryly while stuffing tobacco into his lip. Continue reading
