The
trip to the ranch in 2001 turned out to be the reason for a major change
of my life. When I left for the States on July 13th, I did not know what
was going to happen on the mountain in the following three weeks.
Shane picked me up at Sheridan airport. It was so good to see "my
little brother" again. I had the feeling that I had never left this
place. A
couple of things would be different though. Jessi, Brandon and Missy wouldn't
be there and I did not yet know the rest of that summer's staff: Scott,
Erica and Emily. Scott was Shane's cousin and I heard a couple of stories
about him prior to my arrival and of course I have known Randy, his dad,
since the summer of 2000.
When we arrived at the ranch it was late already. I was so happy to see
Sue and Bill again and after I met one of my roomates, all I wanted to
do was getting some sleep (as usual).
During the next morning, I met the rest of the gang, including one more
Comisford. From my point of view, Scott was a typical Comisford, whatever
typical might mean...). I did not know what was awaiting me, especially
because I knew that Randy planned on coming up to the ranch for a week
too. Nice...Comisfords everywhere....I was prepared. That's at least what
I thought :-).
Back to ranch work: trailriding, fence work, trailriding, feeding, trailriding,
line dancing, trailriding, campfire, trailriding and ... ehm... trailriding.
It was just good to be back. And I found a new friend: Montreal, a cute
little brown and white paint horse. Jupiter was back as well. That made
me happy, especially because C.O.D did not come back this time. And then
there was Arapahoe, Shanes fave paint horse who looked almost like my
horse Montana :-).
Ranger and Oakley got real big. I was so amazed. Ranger is really a cute
little horse and when I saw him for the first time since last September,
I couldn't believe how much he had grown.
Although my time on the ranch was limited to three weeks only, I had a
real good time, including a campout, 15 minutes of fame (turned out to
be a month), a reunion and a cowboy or should I say Comisford?
However,
if you're interested in those stories, just click on the following links
to find out!
Campout - My first night under the stars
Should have been a cowgirl - 15 minutes of fame
It's our life - A reunion
The three weeks past by quickly. Randy came up to the ranch during my
second week. The
whole family and I went to Cody one day and had a fun time together. (shopping,
shopping, eating, shopping :-). But in general, time past by way too fast
and before I knew, it was time to go home again. I did not want to go
home (as usual) but this time I had more than only one reason. Bill asked
me if I wanted to stay for another month and I really wanted to but we
both knew that it was not possible. But I would see them again in June,
at Jessi and Brandon's Wedding. No doubt about that. So I left which was
the hardest part. Scott took me to the airport and I was so scared that
those last moments would be the end of the story. A story that had just
begun.
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