We return the horse to its stabling and we get to ride it. Unfortunately the Cowboy is a huge man so the stir-ups are way to long so it is not my best ride. But it is a frisky animal I can tell. According to our host it also cost $20.000.
By now the Cowboy has invited us to stay at his place about a dozen times. He also asked us where we were going ten times and told us the same facts about farming at least eight times. His memory is not serving him all that good, that has come very apparent the first hour or two of our friendship. Another thing that is apparent is the man's candidness: he tells us about his jobs and his views of the world and to sum it up: he could have lived in the old west.
Being who I am I have the time of my life as the Cowboy is deciding things for my reserved brother. I love every minute of this and look forward to what will happen next. We return to the bar and on the way over there our host repeats him self a few more times.
