“I will pull the wagon and use horses until time forbids it… you ask me how I feel about my solitary life—well, the answer is horses. That’s my life.”
— David Ross

At the Pitchfork and Haythorn Ranches, I rode alongside cowboys tending cattle and horses as their forefathers had—branding calves, breaking remudas, living under the open sky.

Farther north, Canadian cowboys carry the same legacy across vast prairies and harsh wilderness, adapting without letting go.

Across the continent, this way of life endures.