When trailriders converge on Houston, that signals the start of rodeo which goes on for some 3 weeks and is a series of special events in this big city. During this time, Houston converts to its Old West self with cowboy boots and hats and denim being the normal attire, and unexpected sights dot the landscape as, for example, just happened.
As I was following my usual route home, I came across this group of trailriders taking time out in a utility easement not a mile from my house. I couldn’t resist stopping and walking among the wagons, chatting with the riders, male and female, all decked out in their western wear.
Horse smells and bar-b-q aroma filled the air, and good time sounds were everywhere. Some cowboys were taking time out for a siesta, others were caring for animals which included pigs, goats and horses.
Everyone seemed excited to have finished the ride, and all were looking forward to being in the big rodeo parade the following day. They were especially pleased to have good weather as the trailrides more often than not arrive in Houston on a cold, rainy day. This day had a bit of chill in the air, but the sky was blue and the sun was bright.
I can’t imagine what is fun about riding a horse for miles, camping out, eating off the back of a chuck wagon, having no place to shower, but if the spirit of the folks is any indication, it might be worth finding out. This couple says they’ve been trail riding for years and barely finish on before thinking about the next one. That’s Texas for you!