History

Howdy, Pilgrims. I only get to say that once a year, around Thanksgiving, so as Jack Lemmon once said in “The Great Race,” “Pardon me

Do you know what I absolutely love about this time of year? Except for the rare short heat wave, we have about 250 really pleasant

Yipes, we’re in this netherworld, stuck between Halloween and a big election. Best way to relieve the stress, I feel, is to hop aboard a

This certainly has been a fast-moving year. Seems like it was January but 20 minutes ago and here we are, flirting with Halloween. Then Thanksgiving.

We’ve got a brand new time rider to add to the posse of immortals. Our dear friend and Kind Legend of The Way Station, Jose

  Make sure you stretch and the canteen’s full. That’d be with water, not latté. We’ve an epic trail ride ahead.  This morning, we’ll be

Well saddlepals. It’s Saturday morn and I’m standing out here amidst a string of 10,000-plus snorting, saddled horses. I certainly could, but wouldn’t want to

How did we get so lucky? Another grand and glorious Santa Clarita morning awaits, saddlepals.  On this time ride through our cherished local history, we’ll

  Remember how I kept popping off in recent weeks about how it was going to rain this year in August? Dadgummit if I didn’t

Can’t seem to recall starting off our weekly time travel ride into SCV history with the promise, “This morning’s going to be a tepid and

There’s one story I particularly NEVER want to revisit. But we’re headed there this Saturday morning, trusty saddlepals. We’re visiting the worst fire in the

Well bless your hearts, all you dear friends, neighbors, saddlepals and saddlepal-ettes. Thanks so much for braving the devil’s anvil of a Santa Clarita August