Last year I suggested there was room in the self-help book market for a new title, A Dummies Guide to Dude Ranching. There are obviously quiet a few people out there who’d buy a copy given visitor traffic to the story 12 months on.

With that in mind, how about a companion title on How To Be A Cowboy? There must be many folks who would love a couple of hundred pages, in addition to their classic westerns DVD collection, on how to live the cowboy lifestyle.

Arizona Cowboy College logo - Copyright Lorill Equestrian CenterIf books aren’t your thing then how about a trip to the Arizona Cowboy College? It’s “Your chance to learn authentic cowboy skills at a working cattle ranch.”

I passed through Scottsdale at the start of 2009 and wish I’d had the chance to stop by for a week’s tuition. Just look at the kind of training on offer below - not sure I’d be able to pick up all this lot in one of those trademarked yellow manuals!

  • Cow-horse knowledge
  • Roping skills
  • Cattle breeds
  • Ranch operations
  • Cattle disease and sickness
  • Chute work
  • Branding, ear marking and tagging

Wind power is causing a storm lately in many parts of the world, and not always for the right reasons. Whilst wildlife lovers ponder the perrilous nature of whirling blades for migrating birds, there are many greenies out there happy to put up with whomping turbines if it means less nuclear waste (that other clean energy).

Who would have thought then that 80 years after electricity reached rural America, the humble windmill would make a comeback, especially for farmers keen to power pumps in remote pastures.

The windmill after all won the West.

What’s that you say? The Windmil? Yes indeed, read Stuart Leuthner’s Fall 2003 piece on AmericanHeritage.com The Windmills That Won the West and you’ll discover that:

The windmill, even more than the railroad, was crucial to settling the West. Windmills permitted ranchers and farmers to live and work on land where there was no reliable natural water supply, which was most of the frontier. And when the tracks started to reach toward the Pacific, windmills supplied the water for the locomotives and those who served them.

Luethner goes on to describe how the infamous Sears, Roebuck catalogue “claimed to offer the most complete line of mills and showcased them in a 118-page supplement”. The company even offered instructions on choosing the best location for your mill.

It’s a great piece to educate yourself about an important part of western history and opened my eyes to a whole industry that sprang up in remote ranchlands - the cowboy engineer. I’m thinking of a whole army of gun toting Windy Millers who can build a fence, dig a well and fix a broken windmill:

Cowboys found they could increase their income by learning to dig wells and erect, maintain, and repair the windmills that pulled water out of them. They traveled across the Plains under the direction of “windmill bosses,” carrying their tools and food in covered wagons and sleeping under the stars. Owners of big ranches often employed crews of windmillers to make continuous rounds of their spreads.

In the 21st century, the best place to see these historic artifacts from the days of westward expansion is the American Wind Power Center, a dedicated windmill museum in Lubbock, Texas.

Texas is, of course, a state more often associated with drilling for oil but now has its own alternative energy training center in the shape of The WindSmith Academy which offers two day courses for people who want to learn the basic tenets of wind power generation.

If you can’t make it to Lubbock then how about picking up a copy of David Stoecklein’s new photography book, Windmills of the West: Rural America’s Most Important Invention. That should be a good taster of 19th century windpower engineering.

Ye young varmint!

Posted by: Chris Hails in Wild West No Comments »

Some days you just stumble across those website classics and today I’ve followed a great stream of consciousness style tangle of links covering the lowly varmint.

William Safire in the New York Times gives a wonderful introduction to the term:

There’s a gem of dialect out of the Wild West. In hundreds of cowboy movies, the man in the white hat — from William Boyd to John Wayne — scowls at the rustlers and the gunfighters and excoriates them with varmint, the meanest, dirtiest, most lowdown word permitted by the prim self-censorship office then run by Will Hays…

The word had appeared in P. T. Barnum’s 1854 autobiography as an imprecation — “ye young varmint!” … and as the title of a 1910 Western novel by Owen Johnson. It is a dialect form of vermin, rooted in the Latin for “worm,” and encompasses animals of cunning… that cause revulsion or anger in humans.

Why am I so focused on a word that ‘reeks of Western lore filtered through a cowhand haze’? Well today I stumbled across the world of rogue taxidermy and, more precisely, Richard Nadeau’s Custom Squirrels.

Not for me the more exotic oddities of the Minnesota Association of Rogue Taxidermists - Pygmy Tarsiers and Monkey Faced Piglets. No, I’m into stuffed ‘characters’: military attack squirrels in brightly coloured berets clutching assault rifles with cigarettes dangling from their lips.

Read the full St Louis News interview with this Mitchell, Illinois resident and you’ll be amazed at the industry that’s grown up around mounted varmints on eBay. I know I’d be more than happpy to receive a Texas Hold ‘Em playing cowboy squirrel for Fathers Day:

Ye varmint poker playing cowboy squirrel - copyright Richard Nadeau


When I posted back in March about my move to New Zealand I said that Big Ben pies were:

a reassuring sign that the cowboy is a global icon recognised wherever you are

What I didn’t realise some 8 months ago, stepping off that plane at Auckland airport, was that instead of opting for the City of Sails I should have set up home down in Cowboy Paradise in Hokitika in the South island!

Who’d have thought that all the way down here I’d be able to dress up and shoot real bullets and real guns just like a gunslinger from the Old West!

Whether you’re travelling around the South Island of New Zealand catching in the beauty of the mountains, planning a corporate team building excursion or a professional marksman/markswoman, Cowboy Paradise welcomes you.

You don’t get much of a chance to shoot the pistols and rifles of the Old Wild West in South London, that’s for sure. I’m heading to grabaseat.con.nz as you read this…


I watched the film Southland Tales last night and despite losing the plot half way through it was an enjoyable enough movie for Sunday night viewing.

There was one scene when former boybander Justin Timberlake stars as a wounded Iraq war veteran dealing a new kind of drug, ‘Fluid Karma’. The acting was great and his miming along with The Killers track All These Things That I’ve Done really stuck in my mind.

Imagine my surprise then when I dug out the official video on YouTube to find an almost spaghetti western approach to the story of the band, dressed as gunfighters, facing off against a group of boomerang wielding Amazonian women.

Just watch it for yourself and then try and put the various Tarrantino style out of sequence sections in order to get the full narrative. I love the black and white footage and locations - a trailer park and Las Vegas neon sign junkyard. A must buy on iTunes:


My post last year about how to make a cowboy birthday cake (with handy video guide lasting less than 90 seconds!) remains one of the most popular for visitors to this blog.

So with that in mind I’m sharing this photo taken by Clarissa Lopez who runs ClariCakes out of Houston, Texas.

I have to say that’s a lot of cake for a one year old but if I lived in Texas I’d definitely ask her to make my next wild west birthday cake:

Cowboy birthday cake - copyright Clarissa Lopez