Rodeo Adventures


So, I’m a city girl. Well, make that a suburb girl. Typically, my idea of camping includes a card key and a bucket for ice, or in other words a hotel room. A motel room is roughing it. What can I say? My parents were never nature people or campers and when we went to Yosemite, we crashed at the Holiday Inn Express.

That being said, I’ve never been to the rodeo. When my parents and I were visiting my sister down at Cal Poly San Luis Obispo, we had the chance to go to a rodeo. I had NO IDEA how big rodeos were! I thought it was just a showcase of talented cowboys and cowgirls, but in fact, it’s an all out competition.

When my mom suggested the idea of going to the rodeo, my inital reaction was, “WHY?” Again, I’m a city/suburb girl.

Oh, and horses aren’t really my thing. See when I was about five years old, I was signed up for horseback riding lessons. And I don’t know if it was standard practice to teach small children to ride a horse bareback, but I suppose that’s how they roll in France. Any horseback riding experts out there? Anyway, after a couple of lessons, there was one day where I was riding the horse and I don’t know what happened, but I fell off the horse. I FELL OFF. And basically, I’ve had no desire to ride a horse since, except for the occasional carousel horse. (I may make an exception on our honeymoon in Kauai, but that will be for further consideration.)

But I figured, I’ve never been to a rodeo and, “Why not?” So we went. And it was quite the experience.



This is BAREBACK riding. Nuts!


So I learned that rodeos have this event called “calf dressing.” As the name suggests, it involves dressing a calf. Basically, these rodeo clowns run after calves and try to catch them and put “pants” on them (it’s really a t-shirt). It was pretty funny to watch. Some of those calves were not having it. And I don’t blame them.



If you check this photo out, you can see one team was able to dress a calf.


More bull riding. I don’t know about you, but if 8 seconds is a record on a bull, that means it’s pretty dangerous. I wouldn’t do it.


All in all, the rodeo was a definite eye-opening experience. I felt so out of my element, almost like a tourist in a foreign country. I went to UCSD which is totally NOT an agriculture school at all, so this was pretty cool to see something completely different from anything I’ve ever watched.

And now I’m thinking about a pair of cowboy boots. Hey, I’m moving to Texas right?

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  • Reply faye 04.30.2009 at 8:01 am

    wow, looked fun! i want to go to one now…being a city girl and all, i was never exposed to horses so i had no interest in them (and plus they stink). i always enjoy watching the crazy mexican rodeos on tv though, LOL!

  • Reply Vanessa 04.30.2009 at 11:00 am

    love it! looks like it was a lot of fun. p.s. i feel you on the hotel v. camping thing 😉

  • Reply Jess 04.30.2009 at 11:00 am

    fun fun! saw you mentioned kauai – what are your excursions? Planned any yet?

  • Reply La Meche 04.30.2009 at 11:48 am


  • Reply Rosaura 04.30.2009 at 2:48 pm

    LOL! That’s awesome. Calf dressing is nuts but cowboy boot are not! Get’em guuurl! :)

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