It feels good to have Paden behind me, for him to see and feel the run. He’s done an amazing job of being in the right spot every time I turn a steer.
On Friday, I finished in Oregon and flew down to Phoenix for a couple of Arizona rodeos. Paden, Trey and Dustin flew in later. I picked them up, and we headed to Prescott. But first I picked up my girls. They’re four and eight. They love going on adventures with Dad, and I love having them. Paden just found out his rookie status includes some non-paid babysitting!
Right before Cowboy Christmas, I took the girls to Texas with me for a week, and we stayed with Paden’s family. They were basically three kids running around! But I know my daughters are in good hands with Paden. Those girls love him. From now on he’s Uncle Paden.
We’re still the old veteran and the rookie. Man, it hurts to say I’m old, but in this instance we will. It feels good to have Paden behind me, for him to see and feel the run. He’s done an amazing job of being in the right spot every time I turn a steer. Sometimes I’ll catch him wanting to do something risky with a run—not getting out of line, just wanting to do something different. But he listens. This is all new to him, but he’s figuring it out pretty easy.
In Oregon on the Fourth of July, we had four perfs—Eugene, St. Paul, Molalla and St. Paul again. We didn’t have good luck at Molalla. It’s a fast setup, and we tried to go too fast. Sometimes the risk isn’t worth it. We were five flat at Eugene—a good time but not quite good enough to place. Those clean runs, even if they’re not paycheck runs, make me happy. I feel like I’m setting Paden up for success, and I know it’s helping his confidence.
St. Paul was a different story. We were 5.1 on the first steer and 5.2 on the second one, which put us first in the average. As the other teams roped, we held our place. When the last team finished, we were still in first. In my next post, I’ll tell you more about what it means—for a veteran and a rookie—to win a big rodeo like St. Paul.