Chinks & Cowboy Poetry
I wish I knew all the miles these chinks have ridden. My dad found them for me at a flea market, so I’ll never know their whole story…so let me share a story of their life with. These chinks kept me warm and protected through the two summers I spent working at Waunita Hot Springs Ranch in Colorado during my college years. Through early morning round ups… Through random snow storms in June… Through getting lost on trails I should…