Wednesday, September 6, 2017

The Breaking Name

Ever wonder how names are chosen for the average working stock (horses) on a Southern Alberta ranch?
I know it's kept me up a night or two . . .
Berg Family

In Southern Alberta, between the communities of Millicent and Duchess nestled the Berg family ranch. There, in the fertile, wide open acres, the family raised crops and cattle and horses.
And eight strapping sons and one daughter, my mom.
The family usually ran about 150 head of brood mares which were left to roam the open spaces with their colts. Each fall, the horses were rounded up, the colts weaned and the mares released. Those colts were kept till spring, then they, too, were ‘turned out’ and left to roam until they were three years old.
Then, the fun started.
The three-year-olds were brought in, carefully inspected for soundness of feet and legs, temperament and spirit.
And then broken to ride.
And now we get to my story . . .
A deep chestnut coloured horse appeared in one of the spring roundups. He wasn’t tall, but was chunky and muscular and though his looks weren’t spectacular, he demanded attention by running alongside or ahead of the herd, revealing rare character in his movements as he reached full flight.
When the cowboys were making their first inspection, this three-year-old was noticed and selected as one of the first to be broken.
Picture it: A noose snakes out and snares the young horse around the front legs, sweeping him off his feet. The instant he hits the ground, a cowboy pounces on his neck, twists his head back and clamps strong, white teeth into the horse’s ear, distracting him. A halter is installed by another cowboy and a gunny sack blind fitted snugly over his eyes. Then the rope is removed and the horse springs to his feet. Two men hold the halter shank as the saddle is buckled on. The bronc buster (hereinafter known as BB) mounts.
Now in this young horse’s case, one of the cowboys advised BB to get ready for a tough ride, but BB just laughed. “This little runt ain’t big enough to give me a bad ride.” With that, he set himself into the saddle, took the halter shank in one hand and gave the signal to turn the horse loose.
In the moment the blind was yanked off, the horse stood, startled, and blinked once.
Then he exploded in every direction. So complete was his frenzy to remove his unwanted load that even the muscles in his eyeballs worked! No one could have stood that punishment for long. BB’s long legs gradually lost their grip. Then space showed between he and the saddle. Then, in two or three more bucks, BB was airborne.
When he hit the ground, the cowboy who had warned him laughed and said, quietly, “Yeah. I guess he is ‘Big Enough’.
Ever wondered how ranch horses get their names?
Now you know.

Uncle Roy when he was just 'Roy'

10 comments:

  1. You don't have to be the biggest to be the toughest.

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  2. More Than Big Enough would have been a fine name too.

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  3. Horses can really tug at your heart strings no matter what their names.

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  4. It sounds like a rather cruel way to introduce a horse to riding.

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    1. Quick and effective. On a large ranch dealing with hundreds of head of horses, the best way!

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