If I had a magic wand, I’d wave it over all the Dads and poof would appear big screen TVs in quiet dens, remote controls with fresh batteries, recliners and your own six trays

Welp. We’ve saddled up several thousand fine steeds, even a few with English saddles for those of you who are, ahem — Westernly Challenged.  I suppose it would be easier for us to have

Dear me, time traveling is a wonderful thing. It seemed like it was January a moment ago and in the blink of an eye, we’re in the second month that begins with

Hope you time travelers brought along a pillow for your saddle this morn. We’ve an extra-long journey ahead, saddlepals. There’s no time to waste, so let’s giddy-up into a most interesting trail ride into the backcountry of our rich, Santa Clarita Valley history … 

We’ll be politely riding past a few local Native American villages on this morning’s trail. Relax. The names are sometimes tough to pronounce. Let me do the talking. You saddlepals just smile and

It’s been an absolute glorious May so far. The creeks are running. Temperature is under four digits. Stars in the sky at night and sun’s out during the day. Fresh air and smiles are free. 

Happy post Cinco de Mayo, saddlepals. Hope you’re having a restful weekend morn, and, if you’re amenable, I’ve got the horses and vortex if you’ve got the time (which, I might point out, if we’re traveling through

Thank goodness, as fellow saddlepal John Duarte points out, that, “… time, like your uncle, is relative.” It can’t be May already. Wasn’t January just 20 minutes ago? This morning, we’ve a most interesting adventure ahead,

This weekend morn is one of those trail rides back into Santa Clarita time where you just shake your head in amazement and say, “Boy, howdy …”  As a matter of fact, in an effort to somewhat

This is one of the greener springs and a beautiful day for a trail ride back through the time portals of one of the most historically significant spots in all of America