It’s so cool living in the West. A dream come true,really.
In the last 7 days, I got to experience my first ever live horse auction, AND my first authentic Pow Wow.
The horse auction came complete with an auctioneer who called the horses out to the stadium one by one, by a number they had painted on their rear end. They’d been colts in training for the past several years with MSU Equine Program students, and it showed. amazingly calm, sane, well trained 3 year olds.
The students rode demos first, then the auction began.
Men with their families, whispering and jotting donw notes on which horse they liked; the auctioneer telling the audience that they were getting away with murder because the bids were so low… the small of horses, hay, the young students sad at having to give up the horse they’d put so many hours on.. the young, horse crazy girls, “Oh Dadd, PLEASE? I LOVE him! That one RIGHT THERE! Please can’t I have THAT ONE??”
The bidding began. Men in cowboy hats raising their numbers.
The bidding went high for some, flat for others.
I know now where I will get my horse next year. There were some truly amazing horses at this sale.
Then there was the Pow Wow.
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Boys, girls, men, little ones, boys…. dressed to the nines, swirling, stomping dancing. Drummers drumming. Bells on their feet and on their costumes. The colors, amazing.
