Seems like everyone is already in Oklahoma… except me! I am doing my usual last-minute frantic packing and trying to get everything into a carry-on bag (including past issues of the Bull Pen I promised I’d remember to bring to Amber Schmutz, two digital cameras and two tape recorders… I believe in being a prepared journalist).
I got a call from Gene Baker earlier today. He has his bulls (Homestead Genetics) bucking at the PBR Elk City event Friday and Saturday night so he’ll be busy going between that and the Ardmore event. I imagine they’ll be a few ambitious contractors making the trek, which I hear is about 4 hours. But maybe that is hauling bulls… I’m an L.A. driver (when you finally get an open road, you make the most of it!) so I could maybe do it in 2 hours flat. I’d like to make it out to Elk City Saturday night, but we’ll have to see how it goes.
I hear the Pages are having a great “welcome†dinner tomorrow. It will be around the time I am landing at DFW, probably after enjoying a fantastic meal of peanuts and airplane water, and I’m bummed I’m missing it.
We’ll have a lot of Bull Pen Staff at the American Heritage Futurity this year. Besides myself, Cindy Gotoski (the magazine’s marketing manager) and Allen Glanville (bull photog extraordinaire) will also be on hand. Speaking of Bull Pen Staff, I am really excited to have Sugar Kuhn writing for us again. Check her out in the July/August issue when she takes over my “Who’s Your Daddy?†column. The girl knows more about bloodlines than I could ever dream of remembering so I am proud to turn the column over to her, where it will get bigger and better.
Check back next week for the highlights of Ardmore, the big Page sale, (maybe) Elk City and a lot of pics. In the meantime, here are a few more pics from my “girl’s trip†to Cancun with Julie Ravenscroft, Rebecca Walker, Cindy Reid (from Ft. Worth Stockyards) and Janel Miller (equine gal from Arizona).



We talked a lot of bull (literally, not the other kind) and had a heck of a lot of fun. We visited Xcaret, a zoo/aquarium/water park/archaeological site/cultural extravaganza where we watched an equine show. I don’t know enough about horses to know if I should have been impressed or not. Julie and Janel seemed to enjoy the performance. I do know there was one sad “bull†that James DeBord or Julio Moreno could have roped in their sleep, but the vaqueros made a big deal of lassoing the beast that was plodding around at about negative 5 miles an hour. All in all, a wonderfully relaxing trip that I definitely needed to take before the surge of late summer publications and deadlines (Vegas, Vegas, Vegas).