While not totally out of the ordinary for us to get special orders from customers these had no name and no payment tags attached. Curious I asked dad (aka Bob Bogart) who they were for. “They are for the ride” was the response. I thought, really? well ok then.
As we left to head to Wickenburg for the ride he asked, do we have the trunk with the extra gear? I made sure it was in. As we made ready for the parade out of town we made sure the new gear was at hand and we were the closest to take Gil’s horse when needed.
Gil made his way to the stage and we went to work. Gil made a brilliant speech (at least that’s what we were told) and returned for his horse. He walked up looked around and asked for his horse. He looked around again and said who’s got my horse? The reigns were handed to him. He stared for a minute at the horse in front of him and indeed it was his horse with new gear. Not just any gear but hot pink fuzzy gear.
After a few choice words and some laughs he asked for his gear to put back on his trusty trail horse. By that time, unfortunately, or by careful planning it was time to parade out of town and his original gear was safely on a truck headed to our first camp. And that’s why you should always be careful who you hand your reigns to.
Happy trails from the Cheapskates!