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« Reply #60 on: August 04, 2012, 07:56:08 pm »

I got another one, sold a pair of buckin bulls to some young bull riders several years ago that we're building there own pen, after about 6 months they still had t finished the pen but wanted to sell the bulls so me and a couple boys go over there to catch em for them, when we arrived they started tellin us about the neighbors place where the bulls stayed how thick it was and how many hogs are there, we unload and are riding the fence when my lil gyp starts poppin her tail and leaves out, she bays and the rest get to her and start bayin, we listened for a while and started to them on the other side of the fence on foot, we get there and they had a good group of hogs bayed, there was a good boar standing in front and I was trying to sneek up to get a rope on him when they broke, as they were runnin off I heard my male dog baying back where we came from so we started callin the dogs and headed back to the horses, when we got to the bulls they were in about a 15 acre rose thorn thicket, after fighting the thorns we get em to the pasture and take to em, I roped a Hereford cross in the middle of the pasture and waited for the truck, when we got him loaded I went to look for the other two boys thinking they had the black baldy caught, they let him get back in the rose thicket and it took two hours to get him out, when he came out he was traveling, the other boys said they weren't goin to let me rope both so I kinda hazed for em, both missed and the bull was cuttin across the pasture heads back to the thorns, I kicked my horse up and was goin across the pasture pickin a trail thru a few trees to the bull who was runnin down a fence line, by now I was drifting wide open and just as I made it thru the trees I was caddie corner comin to his right hip in perfect timing when I saw the ditch, it was small and I thought I could make it about the time I hit it and felt ol paint stumble, I looked up to jump and saw dirt as the horse flipped, I think he did a cartwheel and a half gainer before it was over, I was laying on the ground when I realized my rope was tangled all around me, I started shedding it about the time ol paint ran off, checked myself for broke bones and was fine, actually I think the impact popped my shoulder which had always givin me problems till then, caught my horse and chased this sob out of the rose thicket for another couple hours and when he came out I was way late gettin myself out, by the time I got there I was runnin the same tracks at him as before, this time I pulled up and crossed the ditch then got em roped
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