My heroes have always been cowboys
Visitors watch the parade mosey down the main drag while sitting on the curb in front of the General Store in Randsburg, Calif.
Well, I am a cowboy junkie. Any opportunity to mix and mingle with those gents gets me on the road. — not that I need much excuse to go traveling.
And mix and mingle I will at Randsburg’s 15th Annual Old West Days, September 17th. A marvelous day with cowboys aplenty. Not just cowboys, but cowgirls, cow-kids and square dancers. And dirt bike riders — cowboys with a different sort of mount.
During my last visit handlebar mustaches co-mingled with high-tech plastic helmets. Classic cars gleamed under a hot sun while bluegrass musicians did their thing on the main stage. Truly an event with something for everybody.
Since I don’t square dance nor ride a dirt bike and my “thing” is photography, I spent my time following cowboys around. Looking for that perfect shot and enjoying the town with lots of people having fun, filling the streets and restaurants.
It’s not quite “High Noon” but gunfighters go down all the same.
Bandits held up the wagon hauling tourists around the “Living Ghost Town” of Randsburg, Calif. and lawmen came to the rescue. For a moment, each bandit or lawman, was not in the present. Their faces said they were somewhere else, or perhaps, some time else.
In a place like Randsburg, where most of the buildings are left over from another era, these re-enactors transported us into a world of faded colours and rusting history.
There is something about a cowboy
It’s the look in their eyes, the tilt of their hats, the boots and spurs, and oh, a cowboy on horseback — well, that is a sight that inspires, to say nothing of giving a girl heart palpitations.
What is best are those men who don’t just put on the hat and call themselves “cowboys.” Who, even today, live by a code of ethics that has come down from medieval times — that of chivalry and knightly conduct. It may be hidden from plain sight, but down inside lives a cowboy.
Historically, cowboys were not just white men in fancy outfits and silver six-shooters made famous by Wild West shows in the late-19th and early-20th centuries.
Comprised of mostly young men from a variety of ethnic backgrounds, cowboys stood up for the rancher or cattleman that hired them, their fellow cowboys and themselves. In their simple, yet complex society, they sowed the seeds of an Old West independence. Cowboys, like the mountain men and trappers before them, could survive in a hostile world.
Break out those boots and join the party!
Nowadays there isn’t much call for a range-riding cowboy, other than on a few ranches that still raise cattle in the old-fashioned way.
I’ve seen them near old towns like Caliente, Calif. or Miles City, Montana; driving cattle down from the high country. Cattle dogs weaving in and out of a herd in a intricate dance with cowboys on horseback, pushing, moving, moseyin’ those cows along.
So, if you can’t be a cowboy in the everyday world you can live by the code. And you can put on that hat, those boots and spurs and be a cowboy even if for just a day in the High Desert town of Randsburg.
The Cowboy Code can be followed by anyone.
THE COWBOY CODE
Each of the cowboys from the silver screen and t.v. land had their own code of conduct and they are remarkably similar with the basic premise being truth and honesty. A trait we seem to have lost in much of today’s society.
I think Gene Autry’s “Cowboy Code” says it best.
- The Cowboy must never shoot first, hit a smaller man, or take unfair advantage.
- He must never go back on his word, or a trust confided in him.
- He must always tell the truth.
- He must be gentle with children, the elderly, and animals.
- He must not advocate or possess racially or religiously intolerant ideas.
- He must help people in distress.
- He must be a good worker.
- He must keep himself clean in thought, speech, action and personal habits.
- He must respect women, parents and his nation’s laws.
- The Cowboy is a patriot.
This is almost an impossibly high ideal. In the real Old West I am sure not many men could live up to these standards. But in the tradition of the American West and in our imaginations, the cowboy mystique and code has defined much of our American identity.