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 Western howdy this fine Santa
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 the flowers grow. C’mon, amigos
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 gee-whiz lore, some tragedy now
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 to happen. We’ve got a
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 cross-legged, like a Hindi, this
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 you. On the bright side,
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 of getting coffee cups thrown
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 headlines Do Not Lie. C’mon.
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 next year. Might I suggest
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 huggers and futon snugglers. Get
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. Let the record state, Valentine’s
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. The Mighty Signal turned 102
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 has informed me that certain
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 through the historic back canyons
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 age of 95. His son
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 of you, it can be
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 naughty parts and giving it
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 stirrup and hop aboard your
Nothing like pulling your boots out of the stirrups, leaning back and stretching in the saddle. Drinking hot coffee up there? That’s sure fun, although, for some of you newer
As long as I’ve lived here, it’s always so discombobulating and strange as Christmas sneaks up. I’ve got friends all over the country who are involved in traditional winter tasks
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