As a professional rodeo athlete a majority of my time being gone away from Devils Tower Country is spent behind a wheel driving.
For a perspective of just how much driving, I roughly traveled 40,000 miles throughout the western region of the United States to attend 70+ professional rodeo events from April 1 to September 30. I can easily say I’ve gotten to see some beautiful country, unique places, and met hundreds of strangers, however, nothing compares to the road home and the thankful feelings of the road back to Devils Tower Country. I know I’m coming back to a place where hard work is valued, strangers don’t stay strangers for long, and clear blue skies can be seen for miles and miles.
Throughout my travels I’ve been fortunate to get to share with rodeo fans, fellow competitors, and even a few strangers in gas station parking lots how special Devils Tower Country truly is. It never fails that the question of where I call home is brought up in conversation and it didn’t take me long to discover this summer how fortunate I am that my roots run deep in this county. I have yet to find another place with the familiar feelings of community, the fresh air to clear the mind, and a large number of attractions for anyone and everyone to enjoy.
