Tattered Past

Tattered Past: My ongoing journey through genealogy, history, writing, self-exploration and art. ~~~ Rita Ackerman





Tuesday, March 11, 2014

Rollin', Rollin', Rollin' and a Word Prompt


Any of my readers who have been around for awhile know I love the Old West. I'm happiest when watching men in black frock coats, ladies with bustles and listening to the clip-clop of horses hooves and the thump of  boots on the boardwalk.

Last week our grandsons were in town so we took them out to Rawhide. This is a rebuilt Rawhide south of Phoenix and although I'm not real crazy about it I had to share this taste of the West with the boys. 

Papa taught them how to play checkers.


Alex experienced reaching new heights.


And riding the bull.




While Brendan rode the rapids.



They weren't too sure about the gunfights at first but eventually realized nobody was really getting hurt and the gunshots were just loud noises.


We have given Brendan many cowboy sets for gifts and he plays with them all the time. I try to give him bits of information about real outlaws and lawmen to base his play on. I can only imagine what this trip has created in his mind. The one thing we didn't get to do is ride in a stagecoach which was disappointing because he loves his toy stagecoach. It rained hard the day before and they couldn't take the horses and wagons out into the desert. I was disappointed but seeing the Wild West through another generation's eyes will always be a special memory for me.


Before they left I made sure we watched "Gunsmoke" and "The Rifleman" on ME TV. There's nothing like those shows for teaching lessons and jump starting imaginations. 

Do you have special memories related to the legends of the Old West? Did you watch the wonderful old Westerns on television? Do you enjoy movies about the Wild West?

Word Prompt: Wagons

14 comments:

  1. Rita, why couldn't they take the horses and wagons out in the desert after the rain. Surely the water drains down through the sand. No? That was disappointing I'm sure, but I can't imagine that those stagecoaches were all that comfortable. I'm sure the boys enjoyed this time with you! ~ Lydia

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    1. It was a Hard rain and there was lots of mud. In this day and age I guess they just can't afford to take chances. With the stage, the horses or the guests. It was great. I was the most disappointed.

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  2. They are precious,Rita. I thank you for sharing.-

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  3. How cool. Rita. Bet the boys will remember those gunfights. I always watched Rawhide. You know when Clint was a yonker! Every few years a western club hitches up the wagons and saddles up to go down the trail for a few weeks. They almost always use the road that passes my house. It's pretty cool. Wagons Ho!

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    1. How cool to see the wagon trains. I watched them all Gunsmoke, Rawhide, Bonanza, The Rifleman, The Legend of Wyatt Earp, Death Valley Days, Wagon Train . . .

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  4. Another generation who will be richly rewarded by knowing about the old west! What are the odds that it would have rained so much, right before their visit as to impede a wonderful, and unforgettable experience of riding in a stagecoach? Maybe the next visit will be the "stagecoach" visit!-Sandy

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    1. We hadn't had rain for three months and Saturday it poured and poured. Just never know.

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  5. We go to a ranch in Wyoming every summer (HF Bar in Saddlestring), and every time we're out riding, I can't help but think of Bonanza. In fact, I have found myself humming the theme song more than once!

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    1. Have you seen "City Slickers"? I love them riding along and the slight changes to the words for Bonanza.

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  6. So glad you were able to share an important part of your life with your grand- boys. I am sure those will be special memories they will keep tucked away to look at later.
    I still remember riding the stagecoach in Tucson. The ride was rough, rolling, hot and dusty. I think riding a horse would have been a much more preferred mode of travel in my mind during those 'old west' days. As a kid, I spent many years riding through the desert of Cave Creek, AZ . For me there was nothing like the feeling of being one with a horse. I still miss the connection of horse and human.

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    1. Yes. I much prefer a horse but Brendan loves his toy stagecoach. Oh well, they had fun and that's all that matters.

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