History

A happy weekend morning to you, dear saddlepals. Hope those of you who aren’t in the saddle much are walking more like humans than cowboys after last week’s

Don’t be alarmed. It’s me. I was just holding this aluminum foil reflecting screen under my chin to catch a little sun where extraterrestrial bodies

OK. OK. Hold it. I know the demographics point to the fact that most Santa Claritanites are newcomers. But that doesn’t mean you get to bounce about

A warm — no. Make that more appropriately a HOT & Western welcome to you dear SClaritiatonians. Hope all’s well and you’re stocked up on at least

We had a streak since 1932 for having a big Fourth of July parade that had only been interrupted once by a minor inconvenience called World War

Thank goodness you’re all here. Earlier this morning, I lugged along my tool bag and monkeyed with the temperature of the Official Mighty Signal/Santa Clarita

That handsome gent on my right in the dashing hat and silver buckle with all the proper Western accoutrements, as always, is my dear pops, Walt Cieplik. While he is

Top of the weekend metaphorical morning to you, you — you — you Santa Clarita varmints and fetching/wanton varmint-ettes. Now right off the bat, we’ve

Happy darn first weekend in June. Somebody please tell me it can’t be 2021 because it seemed like 20 minutes ago it was 1958 and

Before we enjoy the companionship and metaphorical fresh air of this weekend’s trail ride through Santa Clarita history, a small favor. Each, in their own

I’m going to share something funny, both strange and “ha-ha.” Because of all the time traveling I do in my line of work, I ALREADY know what

I simply must invent a device where we can take our work and chores back into time. The Vortex SClarita simply does not allow us to smuggle

Saddlepals! Account for yourselves! How the heck was your week and the weeks of yourn? Details, if you’d be so kind? Through the miracle of SCV time-traveling,

In all the years we’ve been getting up early to explore our back canyons of Santa Clarita history, I can’t recall cracking open the barn door

As opposed to indifference, outward hostility or an imbecilic and out-of-context grin usually reserved for politicians and the media, I offer you dear saddlepals a warm and

Since I’ve been a kid, I’ve loved this time of year in Santa Clarita. It can be perfect weather for lazy hammock time or to sit on a hillside and watch

Hey you saddlepals you. As often is the case, winter was a gentle achoo and we’re in the midst of our 20-minute-long spring. We’ve a most interesting trail ride ahead, filled with

Did all y’all remember to set your watches forward an hour last weekend? No? Then you have to set them forward seven hours as punishment.  That’ll teach