Last Saturday, Penny, my niece and I, went up to Payson for a rodeo. My niece is a country girl and misses some of her country activities. I hadn't been to a rodeo in a long time. It was evident why we get so many patients transferred from rodeo accidents. It's not a gentle activity.
We got to see the tail end of a draft horse show. Above is a draft horse "running" the barrels. It's like piloting a semi as opposed to a race care, as the announcer said. If you notice, the little boy's legs, barely reach past the saddle blanket.
Bull riding. The most dangerous sport of all. We had a guy come out in a wheelchair with his broken pelvis to say how glad he was to be there. Sheesh.