Showing posts with label The West. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The West. Show all posts

Friday, July 05, 2024

From ranches to rodeos: Aspen’s deep-rooted cowboy tradition

 

Ever since a little show called “Yellowstone” premiered in 2018, a pop-culture obsession with all things Western has been growing. From television and film to music and fashion, the American Cowboy aesthetic and lifestyle has captured our collective imagination once again.

While sights of cowboy hats, boots, big belt buckles, and other Western wear have become de rigueur in Aspen, ranching and cowboy culture are much more than a fashion statement; they are an integral part of the community, with a deep history running through the Roaring Fork Valley.

...Before Aspen garnered its reputation for designer stores and its great arts scene — and, yes, even before skiing attracted visitors worldwide — families lived in harmony with the land. They supported their community through ranching, a lifestyle passed down through generations.

While most of Aspen’s economy revolved around mining when early white settlers arrived in the valley, ranching began to take hold in the 1880s due to the Homestead Act, which allowed hard workers to move west and pick out 160 acres of land to work for five years, after which time they could claim ownership.

...As families named Vanguer, Gerbaz, Stapleton, Christiansen, and others settled in the valley, the bust of the silver mining economy after the repeal of the Sherman Silver Act of 1893 put the onus of keeping Aspen afloat on farmers and ranchers. These families sustained life here during what became known as the Quiet Years, from 1900 to the 1940s, between the silver mining boom and the arrival of the founders of modern-day Aspen and the ski industry.

Before skiing became synonymous with Aspen, another local pastime captivated people in the Roaring Fork Valley: rodeos...more



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Monday, April 24, 2023

Vintage Wrangler jeans let folks in the 1950s get some rodeo style

 


Blue Bell Wranglers no stranger to ranchers, cowboys

From The Coalgate Record-Register (Coalgate, Oklahoma) January 10, 1957

The fame of Wranglers is due in no small measure to the fact that they are the favorite working garb of this country’s last survival of the true Wild West — the rodeo cowboy.

When Blue Bell first introduced Wranglers about ten years ago, the fashion for the tight-fitting, long-wearing Western jean was just around the corner. Blue Bell wanted to be certain that its newly-introduced jean was as well cut and truly western as anything on the markets.

The rodeo cowboy was selected to perform wear and style tests. Arrangements were made with about six of the top cowboys then attending the Madison Square Garden Rodeo in New York to try out various patterns, test their wearing qualities in actual rodeo work, and report back.

After some trial and error, the rodeo cowboys finally agreed upon a cut, and mass production followed.

Enthusiasm for Wranglers spread quickly. The hard riding, fast-moving cowhands immediately took to the way the Sanforized Wranglers fit immediately, and kept their fit through numerous launderings and lots of rough wear...more


Wrangler brand: Big today, but it started with 12 sewing machines

In 1908, two men set up 12 sewing machines in Jellico, Tennessee, to make overalls.

The present Blue Bell organization has grown from that small beginning through a series of expansions and mergers. But it has also grown through its products.

In 1908, there was only one garment — overalls. Today, Blue Bell makes 23 different garments, each in a complete range of sizes and fabrics. The Blue Bell line includes more than 350 different items...


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Thursday, December 08, 2022

Moose mail

Check out this mail carrier! In 1910, W.R. Day (also known as Buffalo Bill) raised these two moose, Pete and Nellie, and then broke them to drive his mail cart. He would transport mail and supplies to Edmonton and St. Albert from as far away as Wabasca. This is a photo by J.H. Gano of Mr. Day and his two-wheeled cart in 1911.

Monday, August 29, 2022

This Idaho ranch could be yours for $6.75 million. You’ll need a plane or boat to get there

 


 Plane, boat, snowmobile or ATV. Take your pick because it’s the only way to get to this 21-acre ranch in central Idaho that just hit the market for $6.75 million.

Situated deep in the Frank Church River of No Return Wilderness just north of the Sawtooth Mountains, the 11-bedroom, 10-bathroom Mackay Bar Ranch sits on the Salmon River and offers a genuine off-the-grid experience.

But after just under 10 years of ownership, Buck and Joni Dewey are ready to move on from the ranch and find a sixth owner. The Deweys homeschooled their son during their time as owners and are prepared to give him a more typical high school experience, according to Jenkins. Plane, boat, snowmobile or ATV. Take your pick because it’s the only way to get to this 21-acre ranch in central Idaho that just hit the market for $6.75 million.

Situated deep in the Frank Church River of No Return Wilderness just north of the Sawtooth Mountains, the 11-bedroom, 10-bathroom Mackay Bar Ranch sits on the Salmon River and offers a genuine off-the-grid experience.

“When you think about who’s the next owner of Mackay Bar, it’s someone who really is looking for an adventurous opportunity in their lives,” Latham Jenkins, an associate broker with Live Water Properties, told the Idaho Statesman on Thursday.

Since its founding in 1956, just five people have owned the ranch, which features a main lodge, river suite, four private guest rooms, three cabins, a barn, pantry, staff quarters and hydro house.


The ranch is 8,617 square feet and has 3,000 feet of Salmon River frontage, including a white sand beach at the front of the property. But before you even take your first glimpse of the property, you’ll have to pick one of four adventurous ways to get there.

The two most common methods are by plane and boat. A 2,000-foot airstrip sits on the property, or you can board a boat at Vinegar Creek Boat Ramp near Riggins and drive 23 miles upstream to reach the property. You can also travel to the ranch via trail road 222 by snowmobile during the winter or ATV in the warmer months, Jenkins said...MORE     


The region Mackay Bar sits in is now protected as the Frank Church River of No Return Wilderness, ensuring anyone buying the ranch is guaranteed a home that will forever be in the wild.

We know that can't be right.

The Wilderness Act states:

...there shall be no commercial enterprise and no permanent road within any wilderness area designated by this Act and, except as necessary to meet minimum requirements for the administration of the area for the purpose of this Act (including measures required in emergencies involving the health and safety of persons within the area), there shall be no temporary road, no use of motor vehicles, motorized equipment or motorboats, no landing of aircraft, no other form of mechanical transport, and no structure or installation within any such area.
That means no landing strip, no airplanes, no snowmobiles and no ATVs.

The other dead give away is:

All 21 acres of the property have recently been landscaped and fully fenced

If they had actually landscaped any of the Frank Church River of No Return Wilderness they wouldn't be selling the ranch, because they would be in jail (Forest Service wilderness rules provide for 6 months imprisonment for each infraction).

And no way should they be calling that a ranch. A resort would be more accurate.

See for yourself. Here is the advertising video


https://www.idahostatesman.com/outdoors/article264920124.html

Friday, June 10, 2022

The Western Land Rush

 




Today’s run on land out west is spreading not American power but five-star living dressed up as frontiersmanship. Welcome to the home of end-table antlers and Escalades.

On a snowy April afternoon in the rugged empty beauty of remote western Montana, I go out shooting with two guides at what may be America’s most expensive ranch. They pick me up in an SUV with heated seats, they lend me gloves, and we drive out to the range, past the Ranch at Rock Creek’s 70 or so horses, listening to George Strait and Brooks & Dunn on a Sirius country station. We don’t see any people, only a group of white-tailed deer. I practice shooting clay targets meant to emulate the flight of ducks. I am taken aback at first when the guides have me load my own rounds of ammunition into the gun instead of doing it for me. But by my second day at the ranch I come to understand that part of what you get for the $3,600 price (per couple in high season) is the luxury of getting to pretend that you aren’t a luxury guest. Instead you get to settle into an imagined rural idyll, a fantasy of the American West.

It seems as if the other guests—one one-thousandth of the one percent—are drawn in by this sense of purpose, indulging in the idea of genuine connection to the land, even if it is divorced from any sense of personal stakes or necessity. At breakfast in the barn, after selecting from a tasting menu, two couples seated near one another make conversation for a minute. “Do you have activities today?” “We’re doing frontier skills.” (Other activities include “ride along with a rancher” and a weekly rodeo in the summer for guests, among them Hollywood stars, Saudis who come for guided fishing, and the royal family of Qatar.) Or one can traipse around Philipsburg, a well-preserved 19th-century mining and ranching town, which now looks like a charming simulacrum of the “Old West,” even though it caters largely to visitors or new owners and renters from out of town. “Ranching is more about lifestyle than making money or working the land,” the owner of SAJ, a floral boutique in town, tells me. A local high schooler sells “Go home, California!” T-shirts. Rumor has it that last year a developer from California bought almost all the remaining land around town.

In 2022 owning land in the west is the pinnacle of acquisition. “Look at it this way,” says Jim Manley, the owner of the Ranch at Rock Creek. “You’re a billionaire and you’ve already got everything. You’ve got a jet, you’ve got a house in the Hamptons—but you don’t have a ranch. And all of a sudden you see Kevin Costner shooting the bad guys in Yellowstone [Taylor Sheridan’s smash hit neo-western] and the gorgeous Montana scenery. And you say, ‘Hey, that’s cool. I got the money. I could do that.’ ” So they did, sparking a Manifest Destiny–style land-buying frenzy. “The match was lit, and Montana’s on fire now.”

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Saturday, January 15, 2022

Squabbling Heirs Rock Former Texas Governor’s Ranching Empire

 


UVALDE, Texas—In a family photograph taken in 1958, future Texas Gov. Dolph Briscoe Jr., wearing a starched white cowboy shirt, is pictured with his wife and three young children in front of their wooden ranch house, surrounded by Briscoe land as far as the eye can see.

The governor, known to some close relatives as “Big Daddy” and to the rest of the world as the largest individual landowner in Texas, was determined to keep his roughly 600,000 acres in the family long after his death.

In estate documents he signed a few years before he died in 2010, Mr. Briscoe expressed his wishes for his three children to share equally in the land, and to use it primarily for ranching.

His plan succeeded—but only for a time. Now, in ways even Big Daddy wasn’t able to control, the ranching business at the heart of the Briscoes’ fortune for nearly a century is tearing the family apart.

Mr. Briscoe’s oldest daughter, Janey Briscoe Marmion, died of cancer in 2018 at the age of 68, leaving no heirs after her only child, Kate, died by gunshot a decade earlier. The families of the surviving siblings, Cele Briscoe Carpenter and Dolph Briscoe III, known as Chip, are fighting in court over how to divide up Janey’s portion of the Briscoe fortune. The outcome will determine who gets control over an estimated $1 billion of assets and will shape the ranching and philanthropic legacy of one of Texas’ most prominent families.

Cele and her three grown children, in lawsuits filed in Uvalde County court, are accusing Chip of manipulating his frail older sister into signing documents that disinherited them from her estate, tilting control of the Briscoe ranching fortune to him and his two sons in contravention of their grandfather’s wishes.

The dispute is about “an older brother’s systematic domination and improper exercise of influence—both directly and indirectly—to secure a disproportionate share of the family’s inheritance for himself and his descendants,” Cele’s children allege.

In court documents and interviews, Chip, now 68, and his sons in turn have portrayed 65-year-old Cele as an extremely wealthy woman who drifted away from the family business after moving to Dallas and marrying into a dynasty with a fortune of its own. Chip’s side says Cele’s family is using the litigation to try to force a breakup of the family holdings, and accuses them in a court document of “breathtaking audacity” in seeking to overturn Janey’s will and jeopardizing her plan to leave a substantial share of her fortune to charity....



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Friday, December 31, 2021

Atrocious but efficient: How ranchers used barbed wire to make phone calls

 

Historian J. Evetts Haley wrote that, in its time, the old XIT Ranch up in the Texas Panhandle was “probably the largest fenced range in the world.” He recalled that its barbed wire enclosed over 3 million acres of land. At the north end alone, the fence ran for 162 miles. The unique enclosure helped keep in enormous cattle herds, keep out rustlers, and also gave rise to the creative use of a new technology: the telephone.

I’ll come back to the XIT in a moment, but first, consider these smattering of reports from that era. In 1897, The Electrical Review, reported that “on a ranch in California,  telephone communication had been established between the various camps . . . by means of barbed wire fences.” The article says the novel use of the phone was a great success and was being used in Texas as well. That same year, the New England Journal of Agriculture was impressed that two Kansas farmers, living a mile apart, had attached fine telephone instruments to the barbed wire fence that connects their places and established easy communication. From the Butte Intermountain in 1902 we see this notice: “Fort Benton’s latest development is a barbed wire telephone communication.”   The article points out that people of the range were not all that happy with barbed wire, which they thought was an “evil” that had arrived with the railroad, but they had decided to look at the practical side of its existence and use it to create a telephone exchange that would connect all the ranches to Fort Benton.  

On the XIT, given that the ranch covered over 4,500 square miles, there was interest in creating a communication system that would be more efficient than sending out fast riders to distant camps. “In the early 1900’s,” Haley reported, “a great many telephones were placed upon the ranch. Where possible, the top line of the fences was used as a telephone line, though the ‘service’ was atrocious.” It did allow for quick communication concerning emergencies such as a grass fire that required all cowboys immediately.  There was even talk among technology geeks of the era that cowboys could carry phones wherever they went and clip on to the fence to report problems they encountered. Haley said that the old cowboys no doubt scoffed at the notion of carrying phones in their saddlebags to squawk about every escaped bull or rattlesnake bite they came across. 

The cowboys, always ingenious when it came to invention, perfected the barbed wire phone systems by adding insulators. They’d use old broken whiskey bottles and soda pop bottles – particularly the necks of them — to put under the wire to lift it off the fence and improve conductivity. This made the signal go further and clarified the voices they carried...MORE 

Monday, December 13, 2021

When Hollywood Rode Right - American Western Cinema as an Expression of Older Virtues

Boyd Cathey

Although Hollywood is now considered a monolithic bastion of leftist and “woke” political and cultural sentiment with almost no dissent tolerated, it was not always that way, at least not to the degree that exists today. Go back sixty years ago, and that progressivist uniformity was not as apparent.

Certainly, “Tinseltown” was never a haven for conservative and traditionalist cinema, actors, and screen writers, but back then to be on the Right and practicing a career in movies was not a rare oddity like it is in 2021. In particular, the sub-genre of Westerns, during its heyday on the big screen from the 1920s until the mid-1960s, was dominated by actors identifiably conservative.

Indeed, most of Hollywood’s leading Western and cowboy actors have been politically conservative, and quite a few have been Southerners. It is well known that John Wayne was a conservative, strongly supporting United States forces in Vietnam (recall his film, “The Green Berets”), and often supporting Republican candidates. But many other prominent Western actors were also on the right.

A short list would include: Joel McCrea (a Goldwater and Reagan supporter), Randolph Scott (a staunch conservative and Reagan supporter originally from Charlotte, N.C., who attended the 1964 Republican Convention as a Goldwater delegate), Audie Murphy (a Texan, life member of the NRA), Roy Rogers and Gene Autry (both conservative Christians), John Payne (a native Virginian and staunch Goldwater conservative), Alan Ladd (a Republican and native of Arkansas), Charlton Heston (a former president of the NRA), Ronald Reagan, Glenn Ford, Ward Bond, Jimmy Stewart (a regular contributor to the political campaigns of Senator Jesse Helms), Ben Johnson (who refused to act in Peter Bogdanovich’s “The Last Picture Show,” until nudity and bad language were removed), Gary Cooper (a convert to the Catholic Church, who supported Nixon in 1960), George “Gabby” Hayes (a John Bircher, the quintessential cowboy sidekick, whose famous full beard and tattered hat identified him for several generations of Western-watchers), Walter Brennan (thrice-winning Academy Award winner whose staunch conservatism led him to co-chair the California state campaign for George Wallace in 1968),  and Chill Wills (the noted Western character actor who was the other California Wallace co-chair in 1968).

And there were others that we might recall from those days of yesteryear.

In more recent times, such noted actors as Clint Eastwood, Robert Duvall, Tom Selleck (another past president of the NRA), and Kevin Sorbo, have continued the rightward tendency among actors who act in oaters...

...The very nature of the Western sub-genre has had a significant influence in attracting certain types of actors to it. Westerns traditionally expressed the purest form of “good vs. evil.” Even in the more conflicted, morally blurred years of the later 1960s and 1970s, the few Westerns that were made seemed to never lose sight of that essential conflict. Indeed, the paucity of films in the genre during the last thirty years is the clearest indication that the Western as a clear-sighted vehicle for representing society’s conception of itself and its frontier past has fallen on hard times. Too many heroes in white hats and too strong an identification with a triumphant—and white—country, subduing all before it, doesn’t offer the best medium for representing the morally conflicted and self-loathing America of the 21st century.

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Friday, December 10, 2021

Billionaire venture capitalist buys Strawberry Park Ranch

 

One of the last available addresses for a large, undeveloped property in the Strawberry Park area north of Steamboat Springs has been acquired by a holding company owned by billionaire venture capitalist Mark Stevens.

Strawberry Park Ranch was put on the market in 2020 with a listing price of $18.5 million. The 562-acre property has never been developed, with only a nonpermanent yurt standing on it now. Stevens said he has no immediate plans to change that.

Stevens, who ranked No. 224 on the Forbes 400 list in 2021, spends a large amount of his time in Steamboat.

Originally called the Perry Ranch, the parcel of land was formerly owned by Marjorie Perry, sister of Charlotte Perry, the co-founder of Perry-Mansfield Performing Arts School and Camp.

“When she owned it, I think it was about 470 acres,” Smith said.

Arianthé Stettner, a local historian, completed a nomination for the Perry Cabins to receive a local historic designation in 2018. Now listed on the Routt County Historic Register, the cabins were originally part of the Perry Ranch but were acquired by Perry-Mansfield in 2009.

Stettner’s application for the designation shined light onto the property and the historic figure of Marjorie Perry.

The two Perry Cabins, Upper and Lower, were built by Samuel M. Perry as summer cabins for himself and his daughter Marjorie in the 1920s. After her father died, Marjorie inherited both cabins and continued to increase the size of her ranch, the Perry Ranch, over the years.

While her sister, Charlotte, developed Perry-Mansfield, Marjorie was also involved in its early years as the first director of its equestrian program.

“Marjorie had a lasting influence on Steamboat Springs and Colorado history,” Stettner said.

Among Marjorie’s contributions, she showed that skiing could be a viable form of winter recreation, and she brought Carl Howelsen and his world of ski jumping and winter carnivals to Steamboat, Stettner said...MORE

Wednesday, November 17, 2021

Origins of the Santa Fe Trail re-created on 200th anniversary

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Many of the people standing on the Plaza took out their cellphones to do something their antecedents could not do 200 years ago.

Record history.

Or, at least, record a re-creation of history, as modern-day horsemen played the role of the 19th century trader William Becknell and compatriots and rode into the Plaza on Sunday morning to mark a major historical event that, some say, redefined not only New Mexico but much of the United States: the start of the Santa Fe Trail.

This past weekend marked the 200th anniversary of Becknell’s arrival in Santa Fe, where he was greeted by Gov. Facundo Melgares, the first Mexican governor of New Mexico, after that nation won its independence from Spain and in turn opened the doors to trade with other countries — a practice the Spanish government prohibited.

The opening of that trade trail from Missouri to New Mexico in 1821 left an indelible impression upon the Southwest, historians say. Besides building an economic bridge between a nation still celebrating a relatively new independence from Great Britain and a nation that won that independence just months before, the trail opened up the pathways to the West...MORE 

Thursday, October 28, 2021

The Changing Life and Times of a Big Outfit Cowboy

 


The future is shaky for old-west style ranching. Former Bell Ranch wagon boss Gary Morton is caught in the web of that uncertainty, and is, in a sense, a victim of the times. (1978)

You just don’t read about good ranch cowboys. They don’t win ribbons, haul to a lot of rodeos, endorse western wear, or write training articles for horse magazines. No matter how good they are at their work, they’re simply not news, not even when they die. Sure, you might see headlines about big ranch owners, but they’re another story. Ranch owners have been known to play tennis and travel to Hawaii, but cowboys, well, other than a week off to see the in-laws, they pretty much stick close to what they know best.

And part of being a cowboy is having a blood bond to the profession; it’s not the role you slip in and out of with a simple change of attire. They hat and boots don’t come off when you go to town or meet with bankers or whenever it might be in your favor to be something other than a cowboy. The real ones wear the badge in good times and bad, it makes no difference.

Ask the former wagon boss for one of the biggest outfits in the west—the Bell Ranch out of Tucumcari, N.M.—about the bad times, and you’ll get an honest account. Twenty-eight-year-old Gary Morton is now sampling the rough road as an eyewitness, hoping the route is not one way and praying his days in limbo won’t last forever. When his wagon boss job soured for him last year, Gary quit, thinking it would be a snap to land an equal-if-not-better riding job elsewhere. “I looked hard and heavy,” Gary recalls, “for three months. I didn’t want to take just the first job that came along and spend a month there and then have to move on. A feller misses a lot if he works on one outfit for three months and then leaves. When it really gets good is after your first year on a ranch.” Morton can also tell you the corollary to his theorem: the longer you’re out of the saddle, the more you yearn for cow country, horses, and punchers.

Morton is not the first to travel this road, but mark this point well: the path he follows twists in unnatural ways. Gary recently dipped his hands into a beautiful black pot called art, a pot that can comfort or scald, sometimes in a loud hiss, all at once, without warned. The satisfaction of creating bonzes and oils of western scenes makes his time away from big outfits go down more smoothly, but the ghost of possible success in the art world entices him away from a breed he greatly admires—cowboys content to be cowboys.

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Wednesday, October 20, 2021

Edward Borein: Etched by the West



 Edward Borein loved to cowboy. It was all he ever wanted to do growing up in San Leandro, California. He also loved to draw. It was something that he would fill free time with – drawing on anything he could find – paper bags, shoe box lids – anything. He got pretty good at it. Good enough that some of the fellow vaqueros he worked with on the sprawling Rancho Jesus Maria, in northern Santa Barbara County (now the Vandenberg Space Force Base) nudged him into sending some of his sketches to publisher Charles F. Lummis. Lummis took a liking to him and published a number of his drawings in an 1896 edition of his magazine, The Land of Sunshine. Borein received $15 for his work. 

Such was the beginning of a burgeoning art career for one John Edward Borein (1872 – 1945). His art career helped bring the imagery of the Southwest vaquero to a world rapidly moving into the future – where automobiles were replacing horses and electricity was bringing light to the dark. Borein worked in the era of Montana artist, Charles M. Russell, Frederick Remington, Will James and Joe De Yong, among others.

In acclaimed Western historian Byron Price’s new book, Edward Borein, Etched by the West, we are treated to an in depth look at the artist, his life and his work. The author should be familiar with anyone who loves the history and art of the American West as Price is one of the subject’s foremost scholars. His new book will be published in October by the Santa Barbara Historical Museum. The 336-page work, will include more than 400 images, many never before published. Michael Grauer, Curator of Cowboy Collections and Western Art at the National Cowboy & Western Heritage Museum introduces the book with a gracious essay on its subject.

The book shares in great detail the story of Borein’s life and career path from working vaquero to successful illustrator to revered recorder and interpreter of the West “that was passing.” There is no one better to tell Borein’s story than Price, who brings more street cred to the project than any Western scholar living today. Price held the Charles M. Russell memorial Chair and was the director of the Charles M. Russell Center for the Study of Art of the American West at the University of Oklahoma, prior to his retirement in 2020...


With that background, Price has woven together many little-known details of Borein’s experiences in his native California, as well as his time in Mexico and New York, into a fascinating and uplifting story, with an in-depth look at the artist’s abilities in numerous art mediums, especially in etching. Borein’s Western scenes were in many cases romantic depictions of the cowboy world “before the wire.” That being the West before it was fenced with barbed wire eliminating a wide-open West that was the cowboy’s dream. The region he focused on was early Spanish Colonial California, and subjects included the Spanish Missions, Native Americans and cowboys and their ways of living. They were romantic to be sure, but like his friend Russell, the scenes depicted were what they knew and lived and didn’t want us to forget.


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Friday, September 17, 2021

Sale of ranch asking $136.25 million breaks Montana record, agent says

 


A prized and historic ranch in Montana that was listed this spring for upward of $136 million closed in the past week for close to its asking price—a record sum for the state.

Renowned for its bull elk hunting and trout fishing and featured in the 1992 movie "A River Runs Through It," Climbing Arrow Ranch spans roughly 80,000 acres—a footprint that’s twice the size of the New York City borough of Brooklyn—spread across four counties: Gallatin, Broadwater, Madison and Meagher.Climbing Arrow Ranch is "magnificent," Mike Swan, owner and managing broker of Swan Land Company, which handled the listing, told Mansion Global.

The property’s charms lay in its size, scale, history and legacy, he said, as well as the "incredible recreation and agricultural amenities it offers." That includes a herd of nearly 2,000 Black Angus cattle and "miles of private fishing waters that probably less than 100 people have ever seen."

The ranch is home to an owner’s residence, guest houses and employee accommodations, as well as barns, corrals, workshops, mechanic shops, sheds and calving facilities. It’s also within 45 minutes of downtown Bozeman, one the fastest-growing mountain towns in the West...MORE

Friday, September 03, 2021

Reopenings to put the pie back in Pie Town

 

And then when the owners of The Gatherin’ Place decided to retire at the end of 2020, it looked like tiny Pie Town would be left pie-less.

The thought of a town named after pie bereft of its namesake compelled Sarah Chavez, a pie baker at The Gatherin’ Place, to make a decision.

To keep the pie in Pie Town, she and her husband, Danny, acquired The Gatherin’ Place in January 2020. “We changed the name to Pie Town Pies earlier this year.”

Fast forward to July, and a chance conversation between Chavez and Knapp developed into an agreement that Chavez would reopen the Pie-O-Neer.

“Kathy and I spoke. I did a little soul searching,” Chavez said. “So, I thought about it. My husband still thinks I’m crazy, but you know, that’s what keeps it all exciting. When we really started talking about it I said, ‘Well, why don’t we do this?’ ”

She had already started making changes at The Gatherin’ Place, changing the name, for instance, to Pie Town Homestead to incorporate the vintage and secondhand business next door, and recruiting friends and neighbors to work part-time.

“I am fortunate to have a small army of local pie bakers who will work at one, or both places,” she said. “I do not take it for granted. It is going to be a tough transition in the sense of living up to the reputation created for that little spot, the Pie-O-Neer. We will bake pies for both places at the Pie-O-Neer. But the food will stay down at Pie Town Pies, now Pie Town Homestead.”

Knapp has gifted her with all of her pie recipes...MORE