I was a tomboy growing up and my Grandpa Brown was a horse rancher. At times I got to break the ponies in the corral for perspective buyers. When we moved to Idaho in my early elementary years, we had contact with horses only by watching them at the Idaho Stampede Rodeo in Nampa. Us three girls (or maybe it was just me) got all cowgirled up with our boots and hats and off we went with mom and dad. I still can picture screaming at delight to see Festus from the show Gunsmoke making his wagon ride around the arena waving to his fans. Those are still great memories. Tacked on to those were the more up close and personal rodeo memories of Grangeville Border Days where we went with the Holthaus’ every year through our kids’ elementary years … and trust me, our kids definitely got all duded up. Now it’s the next generations turn. Megan invited us to the Eagle Rodeo and Syd, dressed in her pink cowboy shirt and pink boots, was so excited. What fun to build upon the memories in a whole new way! While I almost didn’t take my camera, I learned that Syd would be riding the roller coaster afterwards. That’s all I needed! So here we go — off to the rodeo!

These first few shots are of 7-10 year olds. Ouch! I hope their folks know a good chiropractor!

After this next bronco busted his rider’s chops, he went over and sat down! After a little while he layed down. That’s one way to stop the pain on the underside.

Sydney rode this roller coaster two nights in a row — the first night with just a little friend sitting next to her, and here of course with Grampa who loves roller coasters. Gramma on the other hand, hates roller coasters and you will never see me on one. That’s right … never.

Now a hot air balloon? Absolutely. I will ride a hot air balloon any day … and dangit … I’ll have fun doing it too.

And what would a carnival be without trying to win your oldest g-girl a big ol’ stuffed teddy bear that her mom and dad would never even think of putting in her room even if he had won. Good thing the Western Idaho Fair is coming up so you can keep practicing Babe!

Megan - June 11, 2012 - 1:43 PM

Love, love LOVE all the pictures in this post- and the memories they contain! How adorable to watch Sydney squeal with delight when the horses came…and equally adorable to watch you down in the dirt with her like a little kid reliving the memories. Later that night in bed I asked her what her favorite part was. She replied like this:

“The big horses. And the small horses. And the little one lay down and wrap up his toes and count one, six, seven and then he runnnnnnnnnns for his cage! And the horse bunked him off!”

Oh, and I love how you took your “junk” camera and got all those amazing bucking shots. Maybe it’s just you, not the camera? - June 11, 2012 - 1:47 PM

That’s cute what Syd said. I was counting to say how long before the horses came out, or how long it took to get them back in their corrals. She’s so dang cute … and it’s my “backup” camera … not my “junk” one silly.

Cathie Alonzo - June 11, 2012 - 4:17 PM

These rodeo action shots are just great! I love seeing Grandpa Mike on the roller coaster, too!

Aubrey - June 11, 2012 - 4:33 PM

Yes indeed, Grampa Mike on that roller coaster is So GREAT. Loved seeing the ones of you on the airplane, as well. What a fun family outing.

Kathy Grover - June 16, 2012 - 8:45 PM

Looking forward to this years Fair pix !

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