Rodeo people are the greatest in the world. The rodeo committee at Pretty Prairie, Kan., tops my list right now. We limped into Pretty Prairie at 45 mph (which is really tough on me) at 3:30 a.m. for slack Wednesday morning.

After slack, several of the rodeo committee men helped me figure out what was wrong with the truck, tried to find parts and a place to fix it, etc. One of the air hoses blew a hole, and we had to order a new hose from Chicago. It was shipped to Pratt, Kan. (another friend/roper picked them up Thursday on his way to Cheyenne).

The guys at Pretty Prairie, with a little cowboy ingenuity, spliced the hose so we could drive the truck and make it on to Woodward. Thanks so much! God sends us angels everyday dressed in Wranglers, so don’t forget to thank Him and pray blessings on those who go out of their way to help others!

Marty came to Pretty Prairie, and Jeanne went onto Manhattan, Kan., and Hardtner, Kan., with her husband, Rick. Marty and I are headed back to Cheyenne, Wyo., so he can rope in the morning. I am making the short round at Nampa, Idaho, so I will head west Friday to run there Saturday. Marty ropes at Deadwood, S.D., on Tuesday, so I’ll go up there to watch him. We don’t run there until Thursday morning, then it’s a fast drive to Burwell, Neb., for the performance that night.

Amigo did so good our first run at Cheyenne! We split fourth/fifth with a 17.66; a 17.50 won the round. That puts us in the Saturday performance on July 30. We are running well, our timing is back and finally feel like we are where we should be! Rodeo – it’s a marathon. Sometimes you just have to ride through the bad times, have faith in God and what He is doing and keep on going.