Time Does Stand Still!

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The old saying says, "Time stands still for no man." I guess I beg to differ. At the age of 64 years old, a rodeo Hall of Fame steer wrestler placed first in the last round of his career. I don't know about you, but I'll be happy to just get on a horse when I'm 64, let alone wrestle a steer in 5.0 seconds.

Don't let your horse come home without ya!

Lincoln

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The following information is courtesy of the PRCA.

Steer wrestling icon Roy Duvall, the three-time world champion and ProRodeo Hall of Famer, ran the last steer of his career April 29. He went out on top, splitting first place in the round to cap off a record career.
Duvall, 64, entered the 40-and-over steer wrestling category at the Duvall Jackpot, a steer wrestling jackpot he began hosting in 1978. He decided his last run of the day would be the last run of his career, and he made it count, turfing the steer in 5.0 seconds.
“The first rodeo I ever entered was a junior rodeo and I placed at it, and then my last steer I ever ran, I placed on him, so that was a pretty good way to go out,” Duvall said.
Duvall holds PRCA records for the most National Finals Rodeo qualifications (24) in steer wrestling, the most consecutive qualifications (21), and was a member of the inaugural class of the ProRodeo Hall of Fame in 1979. He won world titles in 1967, 1969 and 1972.
Some of Duvall’s family was there to witness his final run. His brother, Bill, hazed for his runs, and Roy’s nephews, Sam and Spud, were watching close by. When Sam heard Roy had decided to make the run his final one, Spud said he took the announcer’s microphone and told the crowd of 600-800 people about Roy and his accomplishments.
“As he rode in, everybody was standing up,” Spud Duvall said. “And it was just like he used to be when he was in his prime – he got a good start and slammed one down and tied for first place in the round. The crowd went wild.”

Springtime!

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Hey Pards!

It's that time of year again. Yep... the time of year when it's finally all right to get outside and start enjoying all the things you love to do. In honor of the spring season, I'm posting a poem I wrote a while back about springtime in the West.

Hope you enjoy, and don't let your horse come home without ya!

Lincoln

Unbound
By Lincoln Rogers, © May 2003

It’s good to view the greening,
Bursting forth from soil and tree.
The scene does something for my soul,
Akin to setting this man free.

Could be the colors in my sight,
Or the smells that ride the breeze.
That stirs the surging in my veins,
And brings a weakness to my knees.

It gets my senses heeding nature,
The scent of sage and yucca flower.
Or the keening of a hawk,
High on his Ponderosa tower.

Surrounding me are rolling hills,
Cut deep with clefts throughout the land.
Just like the Good Lord put them there,
With but a finger of His hand.

Calves and foals dot field and meadow,
Hanging close beside their mothers.
A spark of life set in their eyes,
Reflecting in a thousand others.

Laden clouds teem like big Longhorn,
Wandering through a trail of sky.
When they drop their crystal liquid,
The sight can make this grown man cry.

Running noise of streams of water,
Echo from their swollen beds.
They’ve awakened from the winter,
Shaking sleep from babbling heads.

Rays of sunlight fill the valleys,
Staying later every day.
Telling deer to drop their fawn,
Inviting antelope to play.

Now I’m just a simple cowboy,
With a tongue most often tied.
But in the Spring of God’s creation,

My heart can’t keep this all inside.