The Bicycle Cowboy When you have sung all the songs you can remember, debated the world's problems, prayed about everything you can think of, well the truth is, hours on a bicycle turn into days and then weeks, and you begin to look for ways to entertain yourself. One beautiful morning while riding my bicycle between Mile City and Plevna Montana, I saw deer, antelope, horses and a lot of cattle. As I rode along I noticed herds of cattle gathered next to the fence that lined the road. The cattle always looked at me, during ...
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The Bicycle Cowboy When you have sung all the songs you can remember, debated the world's problems, prayed about everything you can think of, well the truth is, hours on a bicycle turn into days and then weeks, and you begin to look for ways to entertain yourself. One beautiful morning while riding my bicycle between Mile City and Plevna Montana, I saw deer, antelope, horses and a lot of cattle. As I rode along I noticed herds of cattle gathered next to the fence that lined the road. The cattle always looked at me, during those cool early hours of the morning, as if I was supposed to do something for them. That's when I got the idea - They are waiting to be fed! Then I thought again - But wait! They have miles and miles of pasture grass and an abundance of water, why would they be waiting for someone to feed them. Another thought came to mind - Maybe they are curious about this person riding by on a bicycle. That was an 'aha' moment. They might think I'm on a horse. Maybe they think I'm there to herd them to another place. Then I got the idea - What if I could herd the cattle up the fence line as a cowboy would do on a horse. I began to whistle, holler, and shout: "Get up! Yaw!" Well lo and behold the cattle began to moo, move, and then run as I circled back behind the herd and then alongside until I was leading them over the hills, through gullies and streams until they came to a fence. I thanked them for the fun and continued riding while they stood there bewildered. That's when I decided I was - The Bicycle Cowboy; after all, how many other people have herded cattle on a bicycle?!
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