History Adventuring

Although I enjoy time-traveling, especially back to the old west, there are many things that make me realize that I wouldn't have really liked it, and what I've been thinking about lately is the need to talk to someone. I was watching "The Legend of Buster Scruggs" on Netflix again (highly recommended!) and as I watched the beautiful scenery in the episode about the old prospector, I got to thinking how unusual people like that were, and are. Because I know that there are people right now who can go for days, weeks, months, maybe even years, without talking to anyone. Speaking for myself, I enjoy my solitude, but I feel a need to connect with my fellow human beings every day. It may just be saying good morning to someone during my ride, it could be calling a friend, but I'm convinced that I wouldn't last very long out in the wide-open spaces. If I did, when I came into town I'd probably blabber about where I found some gold, or something like that. In anot

Let's time-travel to 1919, and visit the Burnt ranch. No, not the one in Prescott, the one near Phoenix. Yeah, it's long gone now, but if we follow our imaginations, and our nose, I know that we can find it. Let's start with this article that I found in the Phoenix newspaper on April 30th of 1919. "One of the largest beef feeding stations in the Salt River valley, and a model of efficiency, is the Burnt ranch of Cleve Cavness, where 1,000 steers are fattened yearly. Upon the Burnt ranch the most modern methods of feeding are employed and the results which have been obtained this year should attract many farmers to the industry. Mr. Cavness bought his feeders at 4 cents a pound and started feeding last December. His herd is now in prime condition and is a splendid example of what may be expected with up-to-date feeding methods. Mr. Cavness recently refused a bid of 8 cents a pound for his cattle." How about that! Let's go take a look. The ranch is on Grand Aven