History

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

You know, saddlepals, our trailride through Santa Clarita Valley history may prove to be positively Shakespearean.  I know the sun hasn’t quite peeked through yet, but you might want to

Now try not to act like too much of a country rube on this morning’s trail ride through local history. But we’ve got an entire passel of celebrities riding with

Of all things, we’re going to be doing some spying on varmints this fine Saturday morning. It’s just an old-fashioned way to predict the weather.  And if that doesn’t get

Got to warn you up front — we’ve got an all-time villain waiting ahead on the backtrails of local history: the devil, himself.  And certainly, there are some lower-case scalawags

I think this is a first.  We’ve got Satan himself scheduled to appear on our trek into yesteryear.  I know that’s hard to top, but there’s also Superman, Columbo and

Labor Day’s behind us and lovely, lovely Santa Clarita autumn is ahead. Positively amazing how time just keeps slipping. It’s almost 2026.  I suggest we need a gallop into yesterday

Schindler “The Swindler” was arguably the Santa Clarita Valley’s greatest con man.  We’ll be saying howdy to him.  John Raggio couldn’t take it with him, the “it” being a fortune

Well. What do you think. Should we just stumble out to the den, turn on the cable and see if there’s a John Wayne movie on or should we slip