Top of the Saturday morn to you, fellow history trail riders. On this very expedition, we’ll be exploring some interesting back roads. If we were to assign a theme for
Well. Let’s see. Saddlehorn is facing toward the sky instead of the sprinklers, so that’s a good start. The time vortex continuum seems to be humming happily. It’s Saturday. What
Heavens to Betsy Wrage, please. With sugar atop. Will somebody tell me it’s not October already and, worse, it’s the October in the advanced year of 2026? Do you have
Eugene Moy, a Chinese scholar, gave the community an opportunity to hear him speak about the Chinese laborers involved in building the railroad at the Santa Clarita History Center at
Heavens, saddlepals. To where has this 2026 disappeared? Last trail ride of September. October and Halloween are right around the corner and we’re already into autumn. As my dear, dear
News release Chinese scholar and preservationist Eugene Moy is scheduled Sunday to share his insights on the Chinese laborers involved in building the railroad and other highlights of his career
I can’t recall quietly sitting on the edge of you trail riders’ yuppie waterbeds and whispering, “Shhhh. There-there. Just close your eyes and sleep in this morning. Today’s trail ride
News release The community is invited to Rancho Camulos Museum on Sept. 26 for a presentation by Margie Brown-Coronel as she shares the story of how artifacts from the museum
There’s many stops to make this week, amigos. We’ve got Rudolph Valentino to say howdy to — well. Maybe more of an adios. There’s bandits, Geronimo, blowhards, the first local
I’ve oft said how quickly time passes. Seems like just yesterday we were riding in an unusually cold January. Now, forecasted is a rather pleasant Labor Day weekend with a
Well howdy there, you late sleepers and big dreamers. C’mon. Get your little sleepy latte-sipping selves into some old jeans and comfy boots. We’ve some trail-riding ahead. On this morning’s
Top of the morning to you all, saddlepals. C’mon. Let’s climb out of those condos and overpriced mansions you bunkhuggers. It’s time for a brand new trail ride into the
Nice morning for a trail ride into yesteryear, dear saddlepals. We’ve got porn stars and outlaws, cross-dressing baseball players and one of the bigger trailer park brouhahas on record. There’s
Funny thing? Twenty years ago this week, this was the oddest Santa Clarita Valleyv August. Cold nights. Drizzly mornings. Beats any quadruple-digit egg evaporator. This morning we’ve interesting vistas ahead. There’s beginnings and endings, ghostly canyons and ancient graffiti. We’ll be saying howdy to crooks, firebugs, movie stars,
I’ll never forget, sharing a cold beer with a few rowdy, patriotic and hard-riding cowboy friends. One of them nearly got a tear in his eye and wanted to propose a toast before
News release History buffs and railroad enthusiasts are invited to gather at 10 a.m. Saturday, Sept. 5, at the end of Lang Station Road in Canyon Country to celebrate the 150th anniversary of the joining of the
Ouch. Eeeesh. Amen. Boy howdy. The way the mercury’s been bubbling, perhaps we ought to just monkey with the time continuum a smidge and go back in history to some distant November. In Switzerland. Well. Let’s not be
Big surprise? It’s hotter than heck. Top of the mid-July Sunday morn to you, amigos, amigo-ettes, amoebas and amoeba-ettes (the last two being sort-of Spanish for cute little wiggly friends). I vote we skip
Top of the Signal Saturday morning to you, dear saddlepals. A most excellent adventure ahead have we, what with giant bears, an unusual shooting (and reason because) of a Highway Patrolman and Fourth of
Today, this glorious, once in a forever eon, each in our own way, it’s our day to howl. Happy Independence Day, dear saddlepals. Happy 250th Birthday and Happy Time Ranger adventure. Isn’t it just beyond grand