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The sparks before the ignition of war.By FinalStand. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels.Time is not your enemy any more than breathing and your heartbeat are inconvenient."Aya, Why don't you go help Saku," I rechanneled Aya's boundless energy. "Back in the day, every noble was attended to by squires who took care of their gear and served that noble as body servants. In turn, she taught them the art of war." Sakuniyas shot me a nasty look.Aya poked her head between Pamela and Miyako."That sounds like fun," she met Saku's glacial chill with a warm spring breeze."I don't want their help," she grumbled."It sounds like free labor," Pamela smirked."I said I don't want their help," Saku snarled."Okay," I rolled my eyes. "Aya, Fatal Squirts, attention!" They all looked at me. "I command you, as your Celestial Potentate Poohbah, to stare at Sakuniyas until she gives you a task of a personal, to her, nature to do. Get at it."Four sets of precocious, will-eroding cuteness assaulted the Assyrian Queen, victor of a hundred battles and skirmishes."You are despicable," was Saku's chosen acidic barb."I second that motion," Pamela patted me on the back. "I keep finding myself being prouder and prouder of you, every day. Stop it," she teased me.None of those words dampened my mood, or my plan."How much longer is this flight going to take?" Saku groused."Four hours," I lied. It was way closer to two.To my way of thinking, it wasn't like she could get much angrier with me after she discovered my ruse. (I was wrong. She could and did. I'm an idiot.) Saku shook her head, and the task-mastering began. An hour and forty-five minutes later, the pilot alerted us that we were ten minutes from our final approach. Bits and pieces of her armor were all over the front seats and the floor of the exit-way space.Diligent little fingers were still polishing and checking straps for signs of excessive wear or fabric fatigue. Their 'noble' hovered over them, pointing out the right way to do things and what they were doing wrong. Her congratulating them for doing a good job was rather non-Amazon of her, but the kids ate it up.With the ten minute warning still hanging in the air, my duplicity inspired Saku to finally flip out. I was pretty sure she didn't think through what she was doing. She simply drew her 22cm/9in blade and threw it at my face. Miyako caught it between her hands, an effortless clap, fuck."Four hours!" Saku howled at me. "You said we had four hours, I could have held them off for two!""Why do you think I lied to you?" I kept my amusement out of my tone because I was rather attached to the idea of my wagging tongue not being cut out of my mouth.It wasn't lost on us that every member of my SD team was alert and had blades drawn (firefights on planes in mid-flight is severely frowned upon) and were staring at her. I wanted to tell Rachel to 'stand down', except that would be unfair. I wasn't 100% sure Saku was done being furious with me.Telling Rachel to set aside her instincts was something I tried to keep a minimum, only to be used when it I was forced to take in the bigger picture."What is going on here?" Rachel asked with professional calm. So, I told her the truth, the real truth."Oh," Rachel grunted. She gave a motion for her team to rest easy then came my way."Knife," she held out a hand to Miyako who instantly gave it over, pommel first. Rachel deftly flipped it over so she was holding the razor sharp blade then smacked me on the top of my head, hard."Ow, " I whined. "That hurt.""It was supposed to," Rachel glared. She walked down the aisle to Saku, returning her blade."Did you just smack him in the head?" Saku was trying to make sense of what she'd seen."Yes," Rachel nodded."He screwed up and I impressed upon him to not do it again. As you might guess, this is a fairly regular occurrence with him. We all take wicked-fine pleasure in that part of his education.""But you are his bodyguards, is he really the Head of House Ishara, or was that a lie as well?" Saku was still confused by her prideful arrogance and how I was misplacing my own."Sakuniyas, Cáel was not raised in our culture. He has only been a member of the Host for a few weeks. This is not to belittle his impressive education," Pamela intervened. "Both he, and those of the House who know him, agree that the occasional physical chastisement works better than words alone.""You could reward me with sex," I muttered. "Positive reinforcement, ""Forty-six days, Bitch," Rachel growled."You are ferocious in battle, fearless and clever," Saku turned back to me. "Why do you put up with this constant degradation?""Degradation? I'm not insulted by what Rachel did or said," I retorted. "She is trying to teach me things I need to know if I'm going to survive. I respect her superior knowledge in her professional capacity," I continued. "I don't get upset when people tease, taunt, or challenge Cáel 'Wakko' Ishara, that's me, if you are confused.I save my indignation for those who scorn Dot Ishara, Yakko Ishara and all members of House Ishara, past and present. Quite frankly, being disrespectful to me is actually rather difficult because I only care about the sensibilities of a handful of people.""How can any warriors follow a leader into battle if that person has no pride and never shies away from shame?And besides, what is this Wakko/Dot/Yakko nonsense," Saku persisted. "Fatal Squirts, start assembling my armor." Her attention was split between me and her panoply."Hello," I snickered. "I'm a male Amazon. The fact that I haven't run for my life way before now is all the heroic background check anyone should require.Doubting my common sense actually makes sense. Doubting my courage, or loyalty is idiotic in too many ways to count. As for revealing the hallowed and revered enigmatic occult appellations of my House, " I started."Get him!" Tiger Lily showed some faux-outrage."Shit!" I cried out as Delilah, Tiger Lily and the rest of the SD swarmed me. Pamela and Miyako were of no help whatsoever. I could not express my joy more at the resulting physical abuse and humiliation aimed my way. I was tickled. Yes, my Kick-Ass, full-blood, natural born killers pinned me down and tickled me until I nearly peed on myself.In a very short period of time, we'd shared some really nerve-racking moments. Dad dying, my showdown with Hayden, being mugged by Carrig and the rest of the crap that rained down blow after blow once I came out of my coma. They had taken me numerous times to the hospital and had to sit back helplessly while I suffered. Yet, I refused to be repressed by circumstance.I fought for our people, OUR people now, both with the Earth  and  Sky in shared counsel and the Seven Pillars on the battlefield. Rachel hadn't given me word-one of a reprimand for leaving Charlotte to raise the alarm while I rushed into danger. I was an Amazon in her eyes. Charlotte could fix the phone. Miyako and I could not. The bridge had to be secured immediately.We couldn't wait on Charlotte. I didn't even act as if what I did was all that brave. Rachel knew me far better now; she wouldn't make that mistake. Had I been able to fix the phone, I would have stayed and sent Charlotte. Had the whole team been there and Rachel told me to stay, I would have stayed while they ran into the fight.No. The situation hadn't allowed that, so I had killed a number of men and been wounded. The backside of my right thigh had merely been grazed (which my normally mangled left side found to be grossly unfair.) That was another scar to add to my 'sexy'. I had fought in my own insane manner and was alive solely because Saku had decided to shoot another man instead of me.Even after I knew who she was, I had allied with her and charged the rear of the enemy troop convoy. In the after-battle analysis, they weren't sure how many Seven Pillar Special Forces I had killed, both in the gulch and when I annihilated the back section of the attack column, and took my impromptu flying lesson.Credit for destroying the bridge jacks, thus making the BBQ a carnal cookout featuring Chinese 'Long-Pig', was still hanging out there as well. Rachel and company were still pissed with me despite all that. Why? On a purely personal level, they realized they would miss me if I got myself killed. They were not supposed to feel that way about their protectee.I certainly wasn't their first protective detail, though they were starting to believe I'd be their last. No, I had done everything right, by going into harm's way, and they were furious with the universe for placing us in that situation. Since the universe wasn't offering itself up to be punished, it fell on me to soak up their pique.Delilah was simply picking on me because she could get away with it this time."You are all embarrassments," Saku remarked bitterly once my screams began breathless pleas for mercy. "The Host has fallen a great way since my day." What a killjoy. I finally got my breath back."And the Queen on the floor of the Royal chambers, pushing around toy chariots with her two eldest sons and a child-playmate, was the height of decorum."Well, if looks could kill, I would have never made my nineteenth birthday, so Saku's glare was just another walk in the park."That was a personal moment with my family. It was a very private moment," she sizzled."My Mother's line is, it is what it is. My Father was murdered. My Father's sister and I were never close. These people are my family and my choice of kin.""English," Pamela chided us."Having no family to call your own, you welcome so many that 'family' has no meaning," Saku angrily mocked my words.There was a hushed moment then everyone but the three other Squirts and Saku started laughing. The three kids didn't know me either."By what metric do you measure family by?" I snickered."On his third day on the job, Fehér mén (Aya's pet name for me, White Stallion in the Magyar tongue, it is complicated) threw his body over my sisters and me to protect us," Aya said."He spared my foster-sister when she gravely insulted him," Mona volunteered. "He didn't know me. The Amazon, Constanza, would have died by anyone else's hand, except his. You may look down your nose at his mercy. As you do so, consider that it is his mercy that allows you to feel that way about him, and us right now." Whoa,"I have never seen him fight out of pride, or take joy in any combat," Rachel stared down Saku. "My only fear is that Cáel will get himself killed saving my life, or the life of any member of my team. He knows it is wrong. He knows I will be absolutely furious with him, and he accepts that. He is like no other Amazon I have ever known.We have limits. We follow orders. At our best, we put the welfare of the Host over our own survival. Not Ishara, Wakko Ishara. He follows the dictates of his house and those are to seek mercy and peace where appropriate. He is like no Amazon I have ever known, and I have zero doubt that he is one of the best Amazons I will ever know," she finished with a chuckle."I'm speaking my mind, aren't I?" she asked me."Afraid so, sorry about that," I apologized for corrupting her social skills."Saku, your mistake is that you confuse his caring about you and caring about your opinion of him," Pamela finished things up."Sakuniyas, I will work to honor my pledge to you. I will try to keep you alive because you can be a powerful ally of the Host, but also because it is the right thing to do," I enlightened her. "That doesn't make you all that special though. Personally I think you are a horrible, bitter bitch and lousy company for any non-masochist.I'm going to help you in the same way I'm going to help everyone else here. This is despite me feeling confident that not a single Amazon on this planet has a living father. They've never had brothers because their mothers murdered them. Your crappy attitude doesn't influence me one way, or the other. You are a horrible fucking person born to a horrible fucking race, my race, the Amazon Host.""You kill your fathers and sons," Delilah mumbled as she looked from face to face, finding not a single bit of denial, or shame. "I thought that was so much Greek bull's buttocks.""Nope," Aya shrugged. "Before I left for camp, Momma told me they put Daddy, my other Daddy, down when I was two." Kind of like Old Yeller, or Benji. "His name was Paul Twelve."Delilah looked at me with downright worrisome eyes."Yeah, I figured that out on day two on-the- job," I relayed to her. "For the past 2500 years, every male child of the Host has been tossed off a cliff to his death, or left out in the wilds for predators to devour. Every male they have kidnapped has been under a death sentence from the moment of capture.They tried to genetically breed their captive male population with Amazon females, but something went wrong. The males began passing on genetic defects that poisoned the race. In response, they have begun recruiting men, such as myself, and exterminating their old male breeding populace.Initially, I didn't run because I was sure they would hunt me down and kill me. Later, later I came to like enough of the Host to decide that knowing what was going on meant I couldn't let it slide. I couldn't leave this issue for someone else to tackle. I know I'm facing long odds, yet I'll never succeed if I don't try," I wrapped up my little my 'Cáel's Amazon Primer' lecture."Okay, okay, Cáel you are blood nuts, and hellishly brave. The rest of you are just hellish, killing your own kin as infants or if they get too old," Delilah sputtered. "That's plain wrong.""I had sons," Saku stated. "They grew into fine, strong warriors. My daughters married into the nobility.""Delilah, we don't expect you to understand our culture. Twice in our people's history, men have tried to eliminate our society, stealing our homes and property, and enslaving our children and sisters. We let down our guard once, and that nearly destroyed us, except we now have Cáel and a better understanding of what happened that second time," Tiger Lily educated Delilah."It turned out that not all males betrayed us. No, when we needed them the most, they sacrificed themselves for the welfare of our people and we repaid that loyalty with anger and barbarism. That is a burden we have carried all these centuries without understanding it. Only within the past month has the real truth about the Second Betrayal become known.Many of us are now re-evaluating the dictates of our faith concerning men and sons. After all, Cael is the descendent of Amazons of a First House, dating back to the Trojan Wars. He has been welcomed by his ancestors and his goddess, Dot Ishara," she completed."What is it with the Dot, Wakko and, ""Everyone buckle up," the pilot announced over the intercom. "We are on our final approach." Saku and the Squirts had her armor in some kind of order, we buckled up and let the plane coast on down to earth."Delilah and Cáel, since our 'vacation' was cut short, we haven't been able to bring your personal effects back from Africa yet," Rachel told us."Also, there will be four of Javiera's people meeting us in the hangar," she added. "We have been told to view them as non-hostiles.""Oh joy," Pamela muttered then, "There is nothing to worry about folks.""What? Me worry?" I goofy grinned her way.(Governments, horrendous enemies and ruthlessly evil friends)Four SUVs waited for us in the wide-open hangar. No sooner had the pilot given us the 'green light', than Rachel released the door/stairs mechanism and Charlotte began her decent. We had the camp FN P-90's, not the older Havenstone UMP 40's, so that was the weapon whose sights she was looking down as her eyes scanned the room. Five people. Four SUVs.Rachel went next with me right behind her. My SD's precautions turned our guests from a rather annoyed-casual to alert-angry. Standing with our two standard Mercedes GL550's was Wiesława of House Živa. A sole guardian indicated to me that an ass-kicking was in the offing elsewhere. The Golden Mare, Saint Marie was gathering the Havenstone Security Detail for some purpose, which meant she could only spare one more warrior for me.I was fine with that. Not only did I feel bad about denying her the four ladies I had, I knew we were going into this global conflict outnumbered and out-financed. The Seven Pillars had gotten at least one blow in by striking at the Amazon summer camp. I had every reason to believe other unexpected attacks had occurred all across the globe.In the closest black Tahoe SUV (didn't anyone use sedans anymore?) were two men in modestly tailored, off-the-rack suits. One with buzz-cut gray-white hair, was closer to fifty than forty, was as tall as me (a bit over six feet) and close to my weight and build. That guy was pissed off.His partner was smaller (5ft 10in.) and lighter. He was also cocky with that 'I know more than you schmucks' air about him. Beside the farther SUV, a Range Rover (black, of course, I swore in that moment that if I ever got to have my own fleet of House Ishara SUV's, I was going with baby blue, just to fuck with people's heads), were two other men, one cultured and the other a bad-ass.

Cáel' as the new Amazon Teen IdolBy FinalStand. Listen to the Podcast at Explicit Novels."I've missed you too," Aya bumped foreheads with me. I was 'a Son of the White Stallion' who 'ran with the herds of Epona'. I was so proud of her. She had woven together a Magyar myth with an Amazon naming convention. Epona, the Celtic Horse Goddess and Aya's matron divinity, was worshiped with the sacrifice of foals, Amazons offered up fillies (female baby horsies) whose spirits ran with the Goddess in the Spirit World.When the pre-Christian Magyars went to war, they sacrificed a white stallion to entreat their deities to grant them victory. No one was about to slit my throat, or cut my heart out. I was made sacred, a spirit stud in Epona's vast herd of mares. How freakishly accurate."I love you for your brains, you know that, don't you?" I whispered to Aya."Yes. You are saving up your other love for Mommy," she kinda/sorta teased me. Out of the semi-circle of children, three stood out. More accurately, they were dwarfed by their companions. I took the group's indecision as an offer to advance."Hi," I addressed the smallest three members of the audience. "Are you the Fatal Squirts?""They are not allowed that name," Sophia interceded. "No Amazon child deserves an acknowledgement before their trial." I half-turned and nodded her way."(Cough, cough). "Excuse me, please." If she spoke Phoenician, I was boned for being obviously disrespectful of her authority and would have to take whatever punishment Sophia felt I deserved.Otherwise, I was getting away with binding 'leads to death' to 'blood-death wound' in that ancient and highly extinct tongue: 'fatal, squirts' indeed. Her hand fell on my shoulder."I have heard you laugh at death," Sophia remarked. If I was on Zoosk, all you would have to do was type in 'Preference: Amazon Male Who Dares Talk Back', and there was my smiling mug, all alone, staring back at you."Before I confess to anything, do you consider that an asset, or liability," I grinned."I withhold judgment," was her reply."I don't mean to 'laugh at death'. It is because all the other choices suck and, perhaps I've been called stubborn, bull-headed and 'not having even a passing acquaintance with common sense' a time, or two," I shrugged with my lovely burden curled around my left arm."No names, our tradition and my command," Sophia laid down the law. Sigh. I put Aya down. She didn't cause me a hint of trouble because she knew my heart. I unbuckled and handed her my two guns (my Glock-22, and 38). I motioned one of the mini-Amazons forward. She shuffled up to Aya's side and received my two tomahawks.Not only was no one leaving, the rest of the camp started coming down to see what was about to transpire. In my short stint at Havenstone, I had developed a reputation as an exciting fun-guy/irrepressible troublemaker."I feel your decision is founded on misinformation, or your rendering to be unjust," I told Sophia."Explain," Sophia requested.I hadn't disarmed for my sake, or hers. I gave up my weapons to affirm my desire to talk. I placed myself at my sister's mercy, thus expressing my trust in her. Amazons are not savages, just violently inclined.Later, Pamela would remind me that my behavior was precisely what Isharans were supposed to do, seek peace."Aya has taken a position as intern with Executive Services at Havenstone," I explained. "She held my position and served effectively for four days with good work reviews from the head of the department herself," I added."She has served in a caste, been assigned duties by members of that caste, performed errands and accomplished all that was asked of her. Doesn't that create an allowance for Aya, as she has been considered for a caste?" I was fishing for an excuse based on my instincts for these people."She has never been selected, chosen and been anointed to a caste, so her preliminary experience does not qualify," Sophia said after a few seconds of introspection. "Next?""She has charged forth into battle on my behest." The archery range."You were not an acknowledged member of the Host when that happened. Next?""She's tried to kill me," I tossed out there."What?" many exclaimed."No!" Aya gasped."When did this occur?" Sophia's eyes twinkled."At the archery range. She shot at me twice," I responded."She was practicing," was the counter. "Next?""Not next," I smiled. "I didn't have permission from anyone to step beyond the shooting line.In doing so, I accepted all calls to combat. Both Leona and Aya shot at me. Aya shot twice and came close once. Leona only hit me after I gave myself up to protect three Amazon children."Pause."Okay. Aya has served in combat, no matter how one-sided, " Sophia began."I was armed for part of the fight," I interrupted hurriedly. Aya's first arrow."Accepted. You were a viable combatant before that as witnessed by other Amazons in earlier encounters. She and another Amazon shot at you without any other claiming traditional ownership of you," Sophia nodded. The Leader had given me a 'bye' on my intern status."Aya may bear an honorific," Sophia loudly proclaimed her change in course. To Amazons, screwing up was a distant third to not owning up to what you did and not learning from your mistakes. Besides, I could tell Sophia was warming up to me, as a male and an Amazon."My war band?" Aya chirped."You do not have a war band, Aya Epona, but whatever name you use among yourselves is not a matter I will concern myself with," Sophia stated firmly. "Fifty days, Cáel." That was the end of it. Sophia turned and began walking uphill, conflict successfully resolved.The Fatal Squirts had emerged with a semi-official status, I had emerged without a new series of wounds and I had wrangled forth a small down payment for all the love and loyalty Aya had showered on me."Best Daddy in the World!" Aya shouted. "Mamitu! Mamitu!" Destiny.Amazons weren't huge believers in luck. They put their faith in training, planning, experience and diligence. For them, victory was a matter of destiny. Let the sloppy, treacherous Greeks invoke 'Nike', Victory, or 'Tyche', Luck for tossing them a positive outcome in battle. My side weren't thankful for the win they deserved.They acknowledged Mamitu had, through foresight, prepared the Host for what had to be done. For Aya, it was destiny that had put me in her path; she and her sisters trained for the hostage scenario multiple times, so she was a logical choice for my training. She had been training with the bow when I was giving her the inner strength and confidence to hit the target.Training, not mutual good fortune, put her at the range to make that shot. Whatever part luck played, that bolt that had saved my life and paved the way for Aya's rise to leadership had been a part of her training as well. Amazons didn't deny luck, nor did the put any trust in it."Hi, so who are the rest of you?" I addressed the Fatal Squirts while rearming."I am Mosa Oya," the tomahawk holder identified herself."I am, " the third member got out before we were propelled back into that 'never too distant' No-Man's Land. A girl, a stranger in her early teens, came up and shoved Aya hard."You are nothing special," the older girl growled at my buddy. My 'daughter' barely avoided sprawling in the dust.The intensity was palatable. Aya had no chance of beating this girl. Not only did her opponent have every physical advantage, she had three buddies as well, correction: two buddies and a twin sister. Amazons built lifetime bonds around these foursomes. Aya and company backed down, despite her obvious shame. She had just won an honorific as a child, unheard of before this. It was Amazon tactical thinking, not fear, that ruled Aya's mind. I was so proud of her."What's your name?" I inquired congenially of the newcomer. She flashed me a look of anger laced with teenage hormones, then turned and stormed away, actually, she only started to storm away. Her behavior had played right into my hands. I was an adult. She wasn't a full-fledged member of the Host, nor was she a child anymore. I had asked her a question and she had been disrespectful to me. Her bad. Still, I doubted anyone expected my leg sweep.The bully hit the ground hard, no rolling with the blow for her. My foot smashing down on her diaphragm drove the fight right out of her. I wasn't done. The twin rushed in, my thunderbolt left sent her flying back from whence she came. Amazons despise child abuse as cruel and socially cancerous, yet no one else was rushing in to stop me.Even her other two friends were obeying both basic Amazon battle philosophy and conduct. Two young teens versus me was stupid, and I wasn't alone. I had four Squirts plus two other women close by who saw nothing wrong with a cooperative pummeling. I lifted my foot a centimeter from the girl's chest."Let's try this again," I spoke softly. "I am Cáel Ishara. You have disparaged my house by putting your back to me after I, an adult, politely addressed you. In fifteen seconds your sin will pass beyond your ability to address and your actions will be viewed as your family's unwarranted insult. My sisters will seek vengeance against your sisters with the added advantage that your sisters won't know what's going on. Now, what's your name?"See, I could have gone straight to Step Two, the House on House vengeance. Me kicking her ass was merciful because after five, or six members of her house were jumped, one at a time by three, or four, of mine, those ladies were going to be truly curious why their youngster had been so fucking rude in front of so many fucking Amazons to the HEAD of a fucking First House.'Honorific' Aya still had no status except that of a child. Dumb Bunny was passed her 12th year test, so she was of her House, thus the insult. Despite my 'fantasy' assumption of the role of grunt, everyone knew that Cáel Cabbage-head was Cáel Ishara, Head of House Ishara. I was the only accepted male Amazon in existence, the only possessor of a 'five o'clock shadow' in camp, I was armed and I was so armed while walking among their children.She could not have possibly mistaken me for another. Her eyes showed that truism too. Her wrathful 'how dare that male!' morphed into 'oh fuck, my older sisters are going to be tossed down stairwells, jacked up in parking garages and they were going to be caught totally flat-footed when it happens, and it is all my (the girl's) fault'.In theory, Saint Marie could deny my feud (we were at war), or warn the girl's house of my request, but why would she? The crime couldn't have been more obvious and the Amazons were way past making harmful shit up about me."Zarana, Zarana of House Inara," she gasped.I switched foot placement, pivoted, reached down to arm-clasp my left with her left and ended with me pulling her effortlessly to a standing position."A pleasure to meet you Zarana Inara. I am Cáel Ishara, but you may call me Cáel if you wish," I gave her my award winning smile. "No one will ever doubt your courage in my presence," I added.'Lead with the left jab, then catch them with the right hook'. As true in interpersonal relationships as in boxing. I had beaten her handily seconds ago and now I was applauding her bravery. Again, I wasn't a Head of House calling attention to her virtue, but I was."Your sister shares your warrior's heart.""I, I, I don't know what came over me, " she started to give me a respectful head-nod. I hooked a finger under her chin to stop her."Are you going to reconsider your approach for dealing with a male Amazon, Zarana of Inara?" I bridged the awkward moment. Bing! I had turned a humiliation into a learning moment."Yes," she smiled at me. "Yes Cáel Ish, Cáel.""I swear by the All-Mighty, if I find this one crawling into your sleeping bag, I'm going to be very disappointed in you," Delilah ambushed me. Wa-ha?"Oh, come on!" I protested. "She's thirteen.""Fourteen," the other twin, bleeding lip and all, puffed herself up."Not helping, " I looked at the twin."Vaski," she supplied. What?"Vaski? Really? That was Grandmother's name, it is Magyar-Finnish," I wondered."We are almost related," she conjured the improbable out of the impossible."No you are not, young lady," Delilah serpentined her way to the front of the crowd. "You are not family now and you can't attempt to be for four more years.""Who would you be?" Zarana challenged Delilah. Man, those two kids were spunky."An honored guest," Priya provided. "I hope another lesson in manners will not be necessary.""I'll do my best," I volunteered. Priya had been addressing the twins; not me. Taking the hit was a bit of comedy to diffuse the moment."Some of you need to eat," a camp counselor stated. Another crisis down and the sky wasn't even dark yet."Cáel!" and here we went again. Thank you, Ishara, it was Europa, the strange one, meaning the one I understood the most.(Night and Day)This place kept getting more and more wonderful. There was one safe road that rolled out of the camp's front gate (there was no wall, the gate was ceremonial) and disappeared off toward the closest state road. Scheduled trips were made to the closest blip on the census data where they bought stuff (irrelevant) and were 'seen' by the locals (the important thing).If anyone investigated, there was a legitimate summer camp 'out there'. The counselors weren't friendly, but they worked with 'troubled' kids, so keeping the small talk to a minimum was excusable. Sure, they only saw women, usually the same ones each trip during a given summer. The camp held nearly a thousand people, so the all-female thing was dismissed as a quirk.That was the second layer of deception. We had already learned that the first layer was the idea of a camp for girls in the foster care system. The third layer was all the visible 'props'. This went beyond the typical craft centers, juvenile obstacle courses, and a dozen other distractions. (The only 'real' one was the stables. Amazons loved riding horses and being assigned to tend to their care was a high honor.)Thirty meters inside the gate was a bridged gulch. After dark, the bridge supports were removed turning a clear shot into the center of camp into a waiting death trap. If there was any doubt, the gulch, so comforting and protective, was a blast zone as well, designation: The Barbecue Pit. I couldn't find it, but I was sure there was an altar somewhere to the matron goddess for this summer camp, the Goddess Paranoia.The sleeping quarters for everyone? More props. Campers would go in, mill around for ten minutes, then curl up on their bed, the ones that warmed up to 98 degrees in the shape of human bodies. Then the campers went down the shafts beneath their bunks and dutifully shuffled along the one meter high underground tunnels to their mesa-based domiciles. Again, once in the cliff-side barracks, they had two chimneys, a tunnel back to the dorm building and a cleverly designed, nearly invisible front exit to choose from.Pamela took it in stride, Delilah was a bit peeved by the 'excessive' security. Virginia, we'd already dragged her through her dorm tunnel to her cave to sleep it off. For me, the tunnel's dimensions made it a tight fit. Amazons can be pretty strong, but they don't have shoulders as wide as mine, nor are they normally over a meter/eight (six feet for us Yankees).I would have complained, except I had a sneaking suspicion that Pamela had a trowel to give me so I could 'widen up' a twenty to forty meter stretch of tunnel the moment I opened my mouth. As the last portion of the instructional tour, we were directed to get our grub before it was gone because the sadistic chefs loved to watch the eight year old workhouse orphans fight over who got to lick the pot instead of starving.Not really. The victuals were actually very good. I had hopes of more bonding time with my Epona ladies, yet no sooner had I cleaned my tin plate and dinnerware, I found someone else who craved my attention, Sophia. She was hot for my touch and by that I meant she wanted to punch and kick me around for a bit, all in the name of fun."Since you are my guest, I will let you choose our weapons," Sophia decided."I choose hyperbole," I gracefully flowed from sitting with one leg down and the other bent to standing."Specify.""Caber tossing with real Sequoia. I'll wait for the ladies of Girl Scout Troop 666 to go get some, they have to be authentic; no substitutes accepted," I explained."That's not hyperbole," Sophia snorted. "Hyperbole would be, 'I want to use the biggest spears ever used by Amazons, or Goddesses'.""My hyperbole wasn't the caber tossing, it was us 'waiting' for a set of circumstances we both knew wouldn't happen," I countered. Sophia nodded.

We take you on a journey to the stunning White Stallion Ranch in Tucson, Arizona. Nestled against the breathtaking backdrop of the Sonoran Desert, this picturesque ranch offers an authentic Western experience like no other. At White Stallion Ranch, guests can immerse themselves in a world of adventure with horseback riding, thrilling rodeo events, and cozy evenings around a crackling campfire. Join us as we uncover the captivating stories, delightful activities, and unique charm of this remarkable destination, where every moment feels like a scene from a classic Western film. Listen in...HORSES IN THE MORNING Episode 3611 – Show Notes & Links:Host: Meghan Brady of the Equestrian Travel AssociationPresenting Sponsor: Equestrian Travel Association | Facebook | InstagramGuest: Russell True and Steven Clauson of White Stallion Ranch | Facebook | InstagramRecipe:Delicious Steak FajitasIngredients: 2 teaspoons chili powder 1 teaspoon ground cumin 1 teaspoon smoked paprika 3 cloves garlic, minced Kosher salt and freshly ground black pepper, to taste 1 ½ pounds flat iron steak 2 ½ tablespoons canola oil, divided 1 red bell pepper, cut into strips 1 yellow bell pepper, cut into strips 1 red onion, cut into wedgesInstructions: Preheat grill to medium high heat. In a small bowl, combine chili powder, cumin, paprika, garlic, 1 teaspoon salt and 1/2 teaspoon pepper. Season steak with chili powder mixture. Brush steak with 1 tablespoon canola oil. Add steak to grill, and cook, flipping once, until desired doneness, about 4-5 minutes per side for medium rare. Let rest 5 minutes. Season bell peppers and onion with remaining 1 1/2 tablespoons canola oil; season with salt and pepper, to taste. Add bell peppers and onion to grill, and cook, turning occasionally, until charred and tender, about 6-8 minutes. Thinly slice steak against the grain and serve with bell peppers and onion.

We take you on a journey to the stunning White Stallion Ranch in Tucson, Arizona. Nestled against the breathtaking backdrop of the Sonoran Desert, this picturesque ranch offers an authentic Western experience like no other. At White Stallion Ranch, guests can immerse themselves in a world of adventure with horseback riding, thrilling rodeo events, and cozy evenings around a crackling campfire. Join us as we uncover the captivating stories, delightful activities, and unique charm of this remarkable destination, where every moment feels like a scene from a classic Western film. Listen in...HORSES IN THE MORNING Episode 3611 – Show Notes & Links:Host: Meghan Brady of the Equestrian Travel AssociationPresenting Sponsor: Equestrian Travel Association | Facebook | InstagramGuest: Russell True and Steven Clauson of White Stallion Ranch | Facebook | InstagramRecipe:Delicious Steak FajitasIngredients: 2 teaspoons chili powder 1 teaspoon ground cumin 1 teaspoon smoked paprika 3 cloves garlic, minced Kosher salt and freshly ground black pepper, to taste 1 ½ pounds flat iron steak 2 ½ tablespoons canola oil, divided 1 red bell pepper, cut into strips 1 yellow bell pepper, cut into strips 1 red onion, cut into wedgesInstructions: Preheat grill to medium high heat. In a small bowl, combine chili powder, cumin, paprika, garlic, 1 teaspoon salt and 1/2 teaspoon pepper. Season steak with chili powder mixture. Brush steak with 1 tablespoon canola oil. Add steak to grill, and cook, flipping once, until desired doneness, about 4-5 minutes per side for medium rare. Let rest 5 minutes. Season bell peppers and onion with remaining 1 1/2 tablespoons canola oil; season with salt and pepper, to taste. Add bell peppers and onion to grill, and cook, turning occasionally, until charred and tender, about 6-8 minutes. Thinly slice steak against the grain and serve with bell peppers and onion.

Maria Eastman is the founder of Rainhorse Equine Assisted Services right here in Southern Arizona. Rainhorse provides counseling for groups who work with horses who have fallen on hard times. Maria started her horse journey at the age of six and it was love at first sight! Maria is a certified practitioner of the Masterson Method which is a gentle technique that helps horses release tension and improve their overall health and well-being. Maria is also a contributor at the annual National Cowboy Poetry Gathering in Elko, Nevada

Marty Freese and Russell True have been close friends for years. They share a deep love for White Stallion Ranch and its long history as a guest ranch and a Southern Arizona Film-makers destination. Ronald Reagan, Gene Autry, George Clooney, William Holden, Audie Murphy and many other notable celebrities have spent time at White Stallion Ranch.  A couple of observant guests saw Tom Hanks at White Stallion getting ready for his role in Cast Away. Marty shares with our listeners a who's who of what happened here at the Ranch. Enjoy!

Woods and Italian Paul have a conversation about which type of GM you would rather have on your team before scuffling through Take On Woods and Don't (And Do) Do This. Then, like a knight in shining armor, Ben joins the show and talks about his rough morning.

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Anna Twinney's Reach Out to Horses programs give you the opportunity to learn the methodologies and concepts necessary to fully understand and work in the language of the horse.  Anna is a noted International Equine Specialist, Natural Horsemanship Clinician, Animal Communicator and Energy Healer. Her hands-on approach will allow you to gain insight and understanding into the mind of the horse, learn how to leave the one-way conversation behind, and build a true connection and trust-based partnership with your horse.

Spend a few minutes with Dean Ruffing. Dean is the CEO of Hotels In The Best Destinations. Dean shares some of his favorite places to visit and even gives us a little “Inside Baseball” on how booking travel and getting the best deal actually works. Learn about terms like OTA and IPW and how to leverage these to get the most bang for your travel dollar. Dean and Russell have worked and traveled together extensively for year. Come along for a great ride. Saddle up!

 dude ranch association The volunteers at Basecamp for Veterans are working to respond to the needs of those who served our nation and their families. They accomplish this by promoting personal and professional growth using equine therapy. This promotes bother personal and professional growth within the veteran community and creates the groundwork for continued growth.

Southern Arizona is blessed to have Cowtown boots here to help cowboys and cowgirls look and feel the part. The traditionalist knows having the right hat, the right shirt, the exact belt and boots is where it all starts. The group at Cowtown Boots takes it all to the next level and gives White Stallion guests a very attractive discount!. In this episode of the Cowboy Up podcast, Sherry and Kimberly explain how they match style with comfort and how they put it all together with the perfect pair of Durango Boots. Durango Boots are what most of the wranglers at White Stallion wear because they just don't let you down in the area of style, comfort or durability.

Ute Vaughn has become almost a regular at White Stallion Ranch over the last two decades. We love her and the feeling is mutual!  In 2004, Ute moved to Tucson Arizona to follow her passion for the Southwest Art. She is the artist in residences at White Stallion Ranch and belongs to several local art organizations - Artists of the Southwest, SAACA, SAAG, APRA art division, etc. She says it best “I have been an artist all my life. My passion for art, color and life is expressed in my vibrant paintings, which are inspired by animals, nature, symbols and the mystical. My favorite mediums are watercolor, for the flow and translucency, and acrylic for the versatility and texture. My main desire in all my paintings and art classes is to inspire creativity and touch the heart.”

This week's Cowboy Up Podcast hosts someone who just happened to join us at White Stallion for a mental reset from long hours of hard work. Debbe Dunning was the second Tool Time with Tim Taylor girl on Home Improvement Heidi Keppert and the Host of her own Travel Series Debbe Dunnings Dude Ranch Roundup. Some folks may not know this but Debbe is the real deal when it comes to being a cowgirl. She is well known at many dude ranches and no stranger at all here at Whit Stallion. She tried to sneak in but we caught her and twisted her arm (didn't take that much) to spend a few minutes with us. She talks about what she looks for in a dude ranch, some of the ranches she's visited and has some great advice for the single traveler.

This is part of my research series with Sojern on guest experience today. Download our special report here: Unlocking Revenue - How Hoteliers Build Profitable Guest RelationshipsIn this episode, Russell True, owner and operator of White Stallion Ranch, shares insights into the unique world of dude ranches and how he and his team deliver an exceptional hospitality experience that has earned the the #1 rating on TripAdvisor. New to Hospitality Daily? Start here. Want to get my summary and actionable insights from each episode delivered to your inbox each day? Subscribe here for free.Follow Hospitality Daily and join the conversation on YouTube, LinkedIn, and Instagram.Music by Clay Bassford of Bespoke Sound: Music Identity Design for Hospitality Brands

  What does someone who grew up on a Navajo Reservation next to the Grand Canyon do when life on the Reservation is all they have ever known? Jeremy left, moved to the city and obtained a Masters Degree in Physical Therapy! Once he started on his Doctoral Degree he decided he missed a life around horses and applied at White Stallion. His life history and experience has created quite an impression here at the ranch! Later in the podcast Jeremy shares a story about his 105 year old grandfather who still rides and throws hay along with an interesting alarm clock grandpa used to wake him up one morning. Imagine growing up on over 1400 acres and having between 30 and 50 dogs at any given point in time!

As a kid, Phil Spangenberger became enamored with guns, courtesy of Davy Crockett and television. Now a renowned firearms expert, historian, writer and True West Magazine editor, Phil joins the podcast to share captivating stories and insights from his extensive research and experiences in Western history, firearms and cowboy culture. In addition to doing some of his own shooting, including mounted shooting, Phil also trained actors how to brandish firearms in films. What American guns helped settle the West? What are the differences between a single-action and double-actions guns? Was Charlton Heston or Mel Gibson a better gunslinger? Join this lively cowboy conversation to find out!

Twenty years ago, two individuals started a company focused on sustainable agricultural and the humane treatment of animals. Over two decades later, that company now employees upward of 100 people, has expanded its products from its original no-sugar-added bacon, and more than ever adheres to its original philosophy. When we learned about Pederson's Natural Farms, we were so impressed that we invited vice president Neil Dudley to join us. Neil talks about how innovative sustainable agricultural practices can lead to healthier ecosystems, more ethical food production, and a balanced relationship with nature. Whether you're a farmer, a food enthusiastic, or simply curious about sustainable living, this episode offers valuable insights and inspiration. It may even tweak your appetite! Here's to good eats and good health—naturally.   

Who better to explore the culinary legacy of William F. “Buffalo Bill” Cody than Steve Friesen, the Director of the Buffalo Bill Museum and Grave for over 25 years? Friesen joins us to introduce his newest book, “Galloping Gourmet: Eating and Drinking with Buffalo Bill.” Buffalo Bill's culinary roots began on the American Plains with simple foods such as cornbread, fried “yellow-legged” chicken, and hardtack. While leading buffalo-hunting expeditions and scouting, he discovered gourmet dining. As his fame increased, so did his desire and opportunities for fine dining; his early show business career allowed him to dine at some of the best restaurants in the country. He then took it upon himself to introduce his diverse cast of employees, which sometimes exceeded 1500 people, to the same fine dining. As one newspaper reporter observed, “Colonel Cody displays no more care about anything than the proper feeding of horse and man.” The “Galloping Gourmet” includes 250 artifacts and historic photos and over 30 annotated period recipes. This week's podcast song is “Stories That the Rocks Tell” by singer-songwriter Micki Fuhrman.

At age 14, Kathy Zuckerman discovered the surfer culture in Malibu, CA. Soon, this wave-catching teen had earned the nickname “Gidget.” The Hollywood versions of Gidget, played by such stars as Sandra Dee, Sally Field, and Karen Valentine, were loosely based on Zuckerman's life. But how did that happen? And what brought her to the White Stallion Ranch in Tucson, Arizona years later? The real Gidget chats with Russell about how it all went down.  

You probably don't think much about them, the roads that you take to the store or work. Or the freeway that you take on vacation across state lines or into national parks or onto a dude ranches. About 40 million miles of roads encircle the earth. We tend to take roads for granted. But is that case for all creatures? While roads certainly have benefits, they also cause problems especially for wildlife and vegetation. So much so that road ecology is now an area of study with experts who are seeking innovative solutions to mitigate and alter the havoc roads can cause. Environmental journalist Ben Goldfarb traveled throughout the United States and around the world to investigate how roads have transformed our planet. He joins Russell and Alan to share some of his startling discoveries, which he relates in his new book “Crossings: How Road Ecology is Shaping the Future of Our Planet.”

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... And maybe it's time for you to have a true inner cowboy experience. I have left some of the places where it's really cold out and it was a nice bright sunshiny day almost shirt sleeves day  in southern Arizona.  And I return to one of my favorite places.  Often when Karen sensed that I was a little bit out of sorts she would say to me, "Stan why don't you just go to the ranch today and maybe even stay overnight." That was not her way I'm just getting me out of the house, which is probably a good thing for her and for me sometime, but you knew that when I went out to the ranch it had a soothing almost spiritual effect on me and I always return in a better frame of mind and spirit. But I'm back but this time it's because I'm going to record the number of brand new podcast on the western tradition and the cowboy legends and lore ... And they also think it helped me to make a decision which I've been thinking about and something that even though I would have no idea about it would please me, So with your permission may I tell you the story of bury me at the White Stallion Ranch. Thanks Stan

As a horse trainer and animal communicator, Anna Twinney has had the opportunity to work with wild horses. She also advocates for them. What does the future hold for wild horse herds across the West? Will herds continued to be gathered, dooming some horses to a life in feedlot prison? Will birth control be used to limit the growth of herds? Will there be enough forage for herds roaming drought-stricken lands? Does the Safe Act really protect horses? Anna answers these questions and more!

 “Out with the old, in with the new.” Or so the saying goes. But sometimes “the old” is the best, especially when it comes to stories. Russell, Alan and Lynn reflect on the past year and the wonderful guests who we were honored to interview on the podcast. We also celebrate the life of Alan's sister and one of our national treasures, Sandra Day O'Connor. And as you'll hear, sometimes one reflection leads to another and then another and before you know it, cowboy storytelling is in full swing!

Gallup, New Mexico, located in the northwest corner of the state, abuts the Navajo Nation. During his more than four decades of living in the area, Bob Rosebrough befriended many Navajos. While he was mayor of Gallup, he was introduced to a group of Navajo Code Talkers. These men, recruited by the U.S. Marine Corps., used their traditional language to transmit secret messages to Allies fighting in the Pacific during World War II. The men who Rosebrough met were awarded Congressional Silver Medals. Rosebrough writes about his experience in his award-winning book “A Place of Thin Veil: Life and Death in Gallup, New Mexico.”

We love our animals, small and large. So do those professionals who help us care for them. Christine Staten, DVM is a large animal veterinarian and owner of Adobe Veterinary Center, specializing in small and large animals. She also mentors those new to the profession. During more than thirty years of practice, she has seen many changes both in the science side and business side. She chats with Russell and Alan about those changes and her concerns about the future of veterinary medicine.

How do the principles and practice of yoga affect riding and horsemanship? Long-time yoga instructor and retreat leader Cathy Woods speaks with Russell and Alan about just this topic. An equine enthusiast and avid rider who loves exploring the natural world from the back of a horse, Cathy combined her passions to create a program called “Body, Mind, Equine,” which focuses on the use of yoga principles and postures to improve horsemanship, from ground to saddle. Find out more about her retreats, workshops, and her book, "Yoga for Riders," at cathywoodsyoga.com.  

Tucsonan David Rychener spent a career in the health field, but a lifetime in music. A singer and songwriter, David performs in many venues around the Old Pueblo, including weekly at White Stallion Ranch. He saddles up to the ranch, guitar in hand, to chat with Russell and Alan about his love of western tunes, what influences his songwriting, and how he's sharing music through his new podcast “Cowboy at Heart.”

Marjorie Lambert knew what she loved: archeology, specifically southwest archeology. But back around 1930, excavation sites were not a place for women. That didn't deter Marjorie, a trailblazer who, during her illustrious career, worked as a field manager, museum director, curator, professor, and what's more, married a cowboy who became a dude rancher. When author Shelby Tisdale met Marjorie Lambert and got to know her, she knew that she had to write a biography about this extraordinary woman. Shelby speaks with Russell and Alan about her new book, "No Place for a Lady."

Is it the Grand Canyon? Absolutely, BUT there's so much more to Arizona! Not only does it have more wilderness areas than in the entire Midwest, but it has Route 66, Navajo Code Talkers, hopelessly romantic tarantulas, the western most battle of the Civil War, and the list goes on. In fact, according to travel writer Roger Naylor, the list is at least 200 factoids long! In this episode, Roger joins Russell and Alan to talk about his new book, “Awesome Arizona” and share some amazing facts about the Grand Canyon State.

✝️ Ranger Bill is a Christian radio program from the 1950s, produced by Moody Radio. With over 200 episodes produced, Ranger Bill stars Miron Canaday as the title character and Stumpy Jenkins and Ed Ronne, Sr as Grey Wolf. The main character, Ranger Bill, is a forest ranger located in the town of Knotty Pine along the Rocky Mountains. The show describes the various tales of the adventures of Ranger Bill and his friends. CC Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 Unported The Old Time Radio Researchers 123 Davidson Ave Savannah, Ga 31419 ✝️ Please consider liking our page "Jesus Answers Prayers" and joining our "Jesus Answers Prayers Group"

Ted Conover decided to give it a try. This award-winning journalist and New York resident spent parts of four years living off the grid on five acres of Colorado land. There, he encountered an unexpected diverse population and learned much about a culture that steers clear of the mainstream. He speaks with Alan and Russell about his experiences and his new book “Cheap Land Colorado.”

Back in the day, Bisbee was a hub of mining and shipping, a city of immigrants. Now a hub for artists, entrepreneurs, tourists, and ghosts (yes, – ghosts!), Bisbee is one of Arizona's revered cities. Photographer Virgil Hancock captures the essence of Bisbee past and present in his new book, “Bisbee: The Alchemical City of the Borderlands.” He visits with Russell and Alan to talk about his experience photographing and researching this fraught and fascinating area.

Ranger Bill is a Christian radio program from the 1950s, produced by Moody Radio. With over 200 episodes produced, Ranger Bill stars Miron Canaday as the title character and Stumpy Jenkins and Ed Ronne, Sr as Grey Wolf. The main character, Ranger Bill, is a forest ranger located in the town of Knotty Pine along the Rocky Mountains. The show describes the various tales of the adventures of Ranger Bill and his friends. Listen to our radio station Old Time Radio https://link.radioking.com/otradio Listen to other Shows at My Classic Radio https://www.myclassicradio.net/ Remember that times have changed, and some shows might not reflect the standards of today's politically correct society. The shows do not necessarily reflect the views, standards, or beliefs of Entertainment Radio

So says Eric Perner, cattle rancher, mechanical engineer, and co-founder of REP Provisions By working with nature (instead of against it), regenerative agriculture holds incredible promise for healing the planet while feeding our communities real food. Eric joins Russell and Alan to share the science, as well as his astounding personal experiences, behind this approach to maintaining healthy land and, as Alan Day likes to say, "happy grass."

Even if you don't know about their lives, you probably recognize their names. Wild Bill Hickock and Buffalo Bill Cody were considered heroes and the greatest plainsmen of their time. Award-winning author Bill Markley chats with Russell and Alan about the truths and myths surrounding these two legendary westerners.

Steve Hebrock knows horses, especially horses' hooves. They are a living part of the entire horse and thus, have a relationship with the horse's body and mind. Steve saddles up to White Stallion to talk with Russell and Alan about how natural equine hoofcare is done and how it affects a horse's overall well-being.

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Steven True is a third-generation rancher at White Stallion Ranch, Tucson, AZ, and joins the podcast today to share the history of how this dude ranch came to be in his family.

You never know who you're going to meet at a dude ranch. Pam and Ralph Ventura have been guests at White Stallion for 45 times, and they've loved every minute. They visit with Russell and Alan about why they keep coming back to the ranch and about the adventures they've had in their own careers working among the famed and fortuned.

Larry Shamis, DVM, has spent a career practicing equine medicine and surgery. He talks with Russell and Alan about some of the horses he's met, cases he's dealt with, and how these  days, fewer vets are specializing in equine health. What does that mean for ranchers, cowboys, and horse lovers? Give a listen as the vet and the cowboys weigh in on this important subject.

Well as our new year and some new beginnings are before us I'm going to suggest that if you've never done so before to have one of the original destination vacations ... they can truly be more than a vacation, they can actually be life-changing. I can say that because I know it's true. And for those of you who've heard of dude ranches and western guest ranches  and wondered, what in the world do the dudes do at a dude ranch!  Why would I ever want to go there? And do I have to ride a horse?  What if I'm scared of horses?  Well I remember the time when I asked a young woman at the White Stallion Ranch just what had happened to her during her week long experience. She paused and then said, "for the first time in my life I became brave."  And then there are the stories of the movies and the movie stars and it's a virtual wonderland of stories about some of the famous movies and television programs. Again that's all a part of the story that we're going to tell you today because it's for interesting people who are looking for new interesting ideas and most importantly interesting experiences. If you're one of those kind of people, for sure this program is for you!

There's no doubt about it. Shoeing horses is hard work, but it's work that needs to be done. And who usually gets to do it? In this, case two veteran cowboys. You betcha, Russell and Alan have shod more horses than they can count. And here they are, shoeing another one at White Stallion Ranch.

In honor of Memorial Day, Russell and Alan recall their families' involvement with war. Those who fought, almost fought, as well as others. In true cowboy fashion, one story leads to another and to another. Be prepared to chuckle, laugh, and shed a tear or two. A hats off and a cowboy salute to all the brave souls who served the United States of America.

✝️ Ranger Bill is a Christian radio program from the 1950s, produced by Moody Radio. With over 200 episodes produced, Ranger Bill stars Miron Canaday as the title character and Stumpy Jenkins and Ed Ronne, Sr as Grey Wolf. The main character, Ranger Bill, is a forest ranger located in the town of Knotty Pine along the Rocky Mountains. The show describes the various tales of the adventures of Ranger Bill and his friends. CC Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 Unported The Old Time Radio Researchers 123 Davidson Ave Savannah, Ga 31419 ✝️ Please consider liking our page "Jesus Answers Prayers" and joining our "Jesus Answers Prayers Group"

Alice True, the manager of White Stallion Ranch in Tucson, Arizona, joins Lisa Dent on Chicago’s Afternoon News to discuss how you can visit and experience the ranch adventure of a lifetime. Follow Your Favorite Chicago’s Afternoon News Personalities on Twitter:Follow @LisaDentSpeaksFollow @SteveBertrand Follow @kpowell720 Follow @maryvandeveldeFollow @LaurenLapka

Welcome to this brand new episode on Once Upon A Time With Uttara! A powerful black bull and a swift white stallion compete to become the leaders of all animals on a farm. But is competing always the way to go, or should they collaborate as well? Listen to this colorful and enjoyable story to find out! Support us on https://www.buymeacoffee.com/storytimeuttara so we can keep creating more awesome stories for you! --- Send in a voice message: https://anchor.fm/onceuponatimewithuttara/message

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Another old friend of the gang ends up in trouble and it's time for the Rangers to go undercover... as farm hands! If you' ever wondered how many broncos Walker could break in an afternoon, this is the one for you!See complete episode stats (# of fights, explosions, vehicle chases, roundhouse kicks & more) at roundhouseroulette.com.Share your opinions with us on Facebook, Instagram and Twitter or by emailing us at roundhouseroulette@gmail.com.If you'd like to support the show, leave us a review on Apple Podcasts. To further support our shenanigans, check out our fresh Merch or our ever evolving Patreon mayhem. Most importantly, thanks for hanging with us!Blistering Sound FX obtained from ZapSplat

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The boys discuss Salesforce's newest $27.7 billion acquisition of Slack and what this means for the company, OPEC talking about rapidly increasing production, Nebraska taking new steps to regulate Payday Loan interest rates, Ryanair purchasing 75 new Boeing jets, and why 2 major coal mines; Lighthouse, Inc and White Stallion, Inc. are going bankrupt! Plus, Lemonade Insurance, cloud storage, pharmaceuticals, oil, grocery stores, and Bed Bath & Beyond. Interesting picks, find out how you can make that cash today! --- This episode is sponsored by · Anchor: The easiest way to make a podcast. https://anchor.fm/app

The boys finally got their inputs and outputs running. The White Stallion holds control over the boards. Frank Ocean is a genius. 2016 continues to be a memorable year for music. Hopefully, this will save us. (Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/thiswillsaveus/)(Twitter: https://twitter.com/thiswillsaveus)(Links: https://linktr.ee/thiswillsaveus)(Email: thiswillsaveus@gmail.com) 

Ranger Bill is a Christian radio program from the 1950s, produced by Moody Radio. With over 200 episodes produced, Ranger Bill stars Miron Canaday as the title character and Stumpy Jenkins and Ed Ronne, Sr as Grey Wolf. The main character, Ranger Bill, is a forest ranger located in the town of Knotty Pine along the Rocky Mountains. The show describes the various tales of the adventures of Ranger Bill and his friends. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------Sherlock Holmes Radio Station Live 24/7 Click Here to Listenhttps://live365.com/station/Sherlock-Holmes-Classic-Radio--a91441----------------------------------------------------------------------------Advertising Inquiries: https://redcircle.com/brandsPrivacy & Opt-Out: https://redcircle.com/privacy

Ranger Bill is a Christian radio program from the 1950s, produced by Moody Radio. With over 200 episodes produced, Ranger Bill stars Miron Canaday as the title character and Stumpy Jenkins and Ed Ronne, Sr as Grey Wolf. The main character, Ranger Bill, is a forest ranger located in the town of Knotty Pine along the Rocky Mountains. The show describes the various tales of the adventures of Ranger Bill and his friends. --------------------------------------------------------------------------- Sherlock Holmes Radio Station Live 24/7 Click Here to Listen https://live365.com/station/Sherlock-Holmes-Classic-Radio--a91441 ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- Advertising Inquiries: https://redcircle.com/brands Privacy & Opt-Out: https://redcircle.com/privacy

Paul Bishop and Richard Prosch are coming. They carry a handful of Western novels for close range review, a film pass to some of the best adaptations of all time for wide coverage, and they carry enough anecdotes about Elmore Leonard to inform on army—because sometimes they have to.02:00 — Elmore Leonard’s 10 Rules for Writing04:02 — Rich and Paul share highlights from Leonard’s early writing career.09:43— Short stories adapted to film and TV: 3:10 to Yuma, The Captives, and Moment of Vengeance13:36 — Rich talks The Law at Randado and Paul looks at Escape from Five Shadow14:59 — Rich shares some thoughts on Hombre16:46 — Paul reviews Valdez is Coming18:40 — Rich and Paul discuss Joe Kidd and Mr. Majestyk21:30 — A look at 40 Lashes Less One and Cuba Libre23:45 — Last Stand at Saber River and Gunsights26:00 — Desperado and High Noon: Part II —The Return of Will Kane30:19 — Paul goes on patrol with Border Shootout31:00 — Paul and Rich justify Fire in the Hole and Justified36:50 — Paul’s take on Silverado (1985) and recommendation of William Johnstone’s Deadtime38:40 — Rich reviews The White Stallion by John Rose Putnam40:40 — Shoot-outs and Shout-outs—Thanks to Mike Bray and Wolfpack Publishing, our primary sponsorsThanks too to WWA’s Roundup magazine for helping us get the word out about Six-Gun Justice PodcastThanks to John Rose Putnam for his exclusive Q&A at: https://www.sixgunjustice.com/2020/06/western-wordslingersjohn-rose-putnam.htmlSupport us at Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/sixgunjusticePlease drop us an email at: sixgunjusticewesterns@gmail.comThanks to our sponsor, Wolfpack Publishing, and all our friends and listeners. Support the show (https://www.paypal.com/donate/?token=suROpN0f2hQhThddyTchkgR4CytqmFW705g1jNJV3rCDT8OLxSCXKbf8j0oyifmCvb3fAW&fromUL=true&country.x=US&locale.x=en_US)

Click here to listen to this week’s episode. This week we talk about what is good and Kevin’s second car, an ’86 Buick Century, a.k.a The White Stallion. Show links: Josh Garrels – Chrysaline Internet Movie Cars Database

Sometimes we look for a dignitary to come with crowns, robes or maybe even with armies and weapons to show what we would call, nobility and power. When the people of Jerusalem were waiting for Jesus to make his triumphant entrance into their walled city, did they get what they expected? Well, at first it seems they did, but eventually and evidently, all was not well in the land of David. What would’ve our reaction been if we were there to witness this event? Listen along to Pastor Scheving as we join him once again in the Book of Mark and see that, “The King is Coming!”

Pastor Alan R. Knapp discusses the topic of The White Stallion and the Great White Throne in his series entitled Rev The Book. This is lesson number 293 and it focuses on the following verses: Rev 19:11-21 among others.