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This is a Santa Clarita weekend where I shall not stop smiling. I’ll tell you why at the end of this morning’s trail ride.  That teaser aside, happy Early January, dear saddlepals. We’ve a most interesting trek waiting

Time surely seems to be accelerating. It feels like 20 minutes ago we were greeting the new year of 2025. Well. Add another digit onto the 21st century.  We’ve a most interesting trek ahead, o

Before we head off through a time vortex draped by tinsel and mistletoe, I doff my oversized O’Farrell and offer a humble thank you.  There are Santa Claritans I have known for

Before we start out, just a reminder for you truly efficient and capable people riding with us today: There are just 377 shopping days until Christmas 2026.  Phew. Glad we got that obligatory

I’ve been doing these trail rides into Santa Clarita Valley history for almost 50 years now. We just celebrated Christmas for 2025 and hope you were surrounded by loved ones. May you become, most joyously, the

Jiminy Christmas, would someone mind telling me where 2025 went? Less than a month and we’ve burnt another year.  Thank goodness for the miracle of time traveling, where we can mosey back

OK you Santa Claritanites, yuppies and grizzled cowpokes and all beloved betwixt. I know there’s a you somewhere underneath those turkey tummies rising and falling on the couches and beds.  Day’s breaking.  We’ve some time traveling to

Top of a November Santa Clarita weekend to you, friends. As we stroll our ponies out for our historical constitutional this morning, we’ve some mighty darn interesting vistas ahead. We’ll start by going all the way back to the

A warm and Western howdy to you, saddlepals. I’m estimating you know the drill by now. Hop out of those designer foam Valencia mattresses, throw on some jeans and something that will pass as a

Heavens to Betsy, this year is flying by so fast. It seems like it was January about eight minutes ago. Thank heavens for relativity and Sunday mornings, when we can

Trust you dear saddlepals survived Halloween yesterday all ducky and intact. Isn’t it funny how there can be not that much going on for most of the year and fall

Normally, I stand quietly in your hallways, hat in hand, waiting for you to wake, being careful not to scratch your linoleum with my spurs.  But, this morning? Let me just say this and say it with due sincerity. Jump

A warm and Western howdy to you, saddlepals. We’ve a most interesting trek ahead, what with man-eating grizzly bears, the naming of a district and a little kick-off party for