Chapter 148: Rodeo Competition
The yellow school bus slowly stopped on the side of the road.
Next to the platform, children dressed in school uniforms swarmed up and crowded at the door of the train, and a white female teacher clapped her hands and shouted for them to line up quietly, so that they could get on the train smoothly.
This is the small town of Augusta.
Although Han Xuan has been here many times, he wants to appreciate its unique charm every time.
The town of Augusta was founded from Montana in 1814 during the Second American Revolution, with only a few gold travelers to the north and occasionally making the round-trip trip.
There are many cities in the western United States, such as Augusta Town, which was established because of the gold rush, the most famous is San Francisco, but the two are geographically different, and the development of the town has lagged behind it by 10,000 times for more than 100 years.
In the words of the locals
"The history of our town is older than that of San Francisco! Before it was called San Francisco, the sign of our town of Augusta hung here!"
Of course, this local resident boasts a joke in order to attract tourists.
In the 80s, the mayor wanted to develop tourism and increase the income of the poor residents.
Han Xuan felt that Augusta Town was full of western cattle style, and if it weren't for the unfortunate economic crisis, maybe it would really be able to rely on tourism to develop, and now, Augusta is just an ordinary northwest town.
Most of the buildings are wooden structures, the bar sign hangs at the door, the double gun pattern crosses into an "X", the wooden door is tightly closed, it is not the opening time, I think it will be very lively at night.
An old man is obsessed with glorious history, wearing a cowboy hat all day long, and a cowboy scarf around his neck in the summer, and he is not afraid of suffocating prickly heat, and there are more than one or two people dressed in this outfit, even if the competition is not held. And so they still are.
The development of modernization has little impact here, and what Han Xuan thinks is very charming, but it is hated by the locals, if it is not for generations of people living here, who would not want to run to Billings and Great Falls.
Young people choose them because big cities cost too much. Set your goals low, and if you can't do it, you can still afford a ticket home, continue to herd as a cowboy, and maybe when you can save enough money to buy a ranch for yourself.
Wait, why do you still buy a ranch here when you have money......
Go to New York and buy it!
Grazing is deeply imprinted in their bones.
In the 18th and 19th centuries, a group of enthusiastic and fearless pioneers in the vast western land were known for their adventurous and hard-working spirit. Known as "heroes on horseback" by Americans, children are praised by their parents for saying they want to be cowboys when they grow up, which is the glory of their ancestors and a title that makes them proud.
If this matter is moved to Huaxia, a certain child says that he wants to farm when he grows up (this paragraph is too violent, according to the XX law, it has been harmonized).
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Augusta Town Rodeo Competition. It has been held since 1899 and has continued even during the First and Second World Wars.
The site is in a valley one kilometre south of the town. As we drove over, the ground was flat and surrounded by numerous banners, mostly with the names of the various ranches.
There are also some agriculture and animal husbandry-related enterprises that take advantage of the opportunity of the gathering of ranchers to help their stores advertise.
Han Xuan also saw the banner of the Snow Mountain Ranch. The location is quite conspicuous, right next to the arena.
In the driver's seat of the Hummer, the boy's father was satisfied: "The $10,000 was not spent in vain." ”
The situation is clear, advertising here is a pay.
However, Augusta does not charge these fees and gives them to the first prize winners in each project as prize money. Each prize money is nearly $5,000, and spectators will need to buy tickets to get in, which is why Augusta Town Hall is so happy to host events.
The entrance to the valley was blocked only by a bar, and the wooden sign said that a ticket was $5, and the residents of Augusta had several ways to get in, but they were not enough to evade the ticket for this money, and the neighborhood knew it, and it would be a shame to be found out.
There are many stalls on both sides of the entrance, and the place selling cowboy hats is the most lively, crowded with people, and Han Xuan's head was also bought at his house last year.
Most of the audience wore cowboy hats or cowboy attire, and many families came together to grab some food and walk happily to the ticket window.
Han Xuan followed his parents and went directly to the event venue, which was a special treatment for advertising sponsors.
In the valley, the playing field is long and narrow, with a low hill side dug out and thousands of seats installed, higher and higher back, with red awnings on top.
On the other side is a guest box surrounded by a small wooden fence, with some fruits and snacks on the table, Snow Mountain Ranch is one of the largest ranches in the vicinity, ranking first in Augusta Town in paying taxes every year, and the old mayor has been staying here for Han's father for several years since four years ago.
The valley is separated by iron railings, where some cowboys are preparing, this time with more than 30 young cowboys at the Snow Mountain Ranch, and some cowboys from other towns.
Locals have protested that it will reduce the chances of local residents winning prizes, but the mayor of Augusta Town thinks that this is a manifestation of the expansion of the influence of the competition, and to hell with democracy, it must be done according to the mayor.
John has participated every time in previous years, but this year he said that he was not as healthy as before, and when he came to the box with Old Barton, he found that there was not enough stool, so he held down Barton's shoulder and asked him to sit first, and went out to find it alone.
"I didn't want to come, John wanted to pull me, and there was no one to take care of me in the ranch now. After Old Barton finished speaking, he took off his hat to help Han Xuan fan the wind, the sun gradually rose, and the temperature was a little hot.
"It's okay, they were almost done before they came, they were busy some time ago, so they took it as a day off. Father Han spoke.
"Today is not a rest, I'd rather go fishing on Lake Rota. Old Barton said angrily: "Naked riding, saddle riding, cattle bondage, team cattle riding, as well as obstacle riding and bull riding, I have watched dozens of sessions from the age of four to the present, and I can guess the scene with my eyes closed." ”
"What if someone from our ranch wins an award this year. Han Xuan took a bottle of water from the table and handed it to Barton, people will have a strange temper when they get old, so they have to follow him.
Old Patton took it and looked at the cowboys gathered by the railing: "I don't have fart skills, I brag about a top trick, it's weird to win the award!"
"When I was younger, my best results were second in the cow tie and fourth in the saddle. ”
John walked in from outside with a stool, and when he heard his words, he laughed and scolded: "Don't talk nonsense, didn't I win the first place in the calf competition the year before last?"
"You had a little competition in town in November, how could you compare to this one. Old Patton struck mercilessly, and threw a look of contempt.
John choked half to death, but he couldn't refute it, when the American national anthem "Starry Flag" sounded on the radio, and he found a step and quickly crawled down.
Waving his hand, "Just talk a lot, watch the game!" (To be continued.) )