The Time Ranger | Bees, Floods, Fires & Sundry Mayhem
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,
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
I can’t recall ever saying in these introductions: “Don’t bother to climb out of your bedrolls. This weekend’s trail ride into SCV history is just plain, spit, boring.” Never going
Top of a Santa Clarita morning to you, dear saddepals and saddlepal-ettes. I brought my own coffee and a maple cake doughnut for today’s trail ride, and I think I’ll ride
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
I’d be tempted every decade we visited to remind you to set your watches ahead one hour plus 10 years. But I’d run the risk
Mercy me. And you guys, too. We’re in for an absolute epic trail ride through Santa Clarita history. Don’t believe me? It’s in the headline, and Signal
How quickly time goes, saddlepals. Here we are, plumb run out of Sundays in February 2021. After this weekend, there won’t be any more until
When the Big One hits, there’s a lovely ensemble of perfectly awful places in which to be stuck. Jail’s one of them. C’mon you bunk
OK, saddlepals. I know Valentine’s Day is — well. I was GOING to say tomorrow, but you might be reading this in Hungary next spring.
There is an entire passel of punchlines of what to give someone for their 102nd birthday. Creamed corn. Store-bought teeth. Use of their bodily functions.
There is no crying in baseball. There are no soy products in cowboy time traveling. Learn it. Live it. Memorize. One of my valued snitches
Top of the weekend morning, you Santa Clarita grizzled cowpersons, condo monkeys and everyone’s favorite demographic: Other. C’mon. We’ve a most interesting trail ride ahead
Time can be such a strange duck. Just last week, I pointed out how my friend Bailey Haskell died in early January 2005 at the
If you’d be so kind, saddlepals, a small favor? One hopefully you’ll all remember to repeat long after this weekend’s trail ride ends? For some
Well, Happy Darn New Year, o fetching and handsome saddlepals and fellow conspirators. Anyone want to lend a hand by grabbing 2020 by the unmentionable
Well, a warm and Western howdy, all you survivors of Christmas. C’mon. You’re all seasoned-enough riders by now to swing your foot (left) into the
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