A smell I remember was the synthetic 2-stroke oil burning you always smelled at the moto-x tracks in the 70's when I was racing. Today most ride 4 strokes, but occasionally I catch a whiff of that sweet smell from my youth.Yes, it carries risks, but there's lots worse things young folks can get into than rodeo.
Tuff staying on Bodacious is beyond legend, likely never to be equalled tho JB Mauney's ride on Bushwacker was pretty good too.
Again, I was never very good at it but loved every minute of it, have watched and kept up with it ever since no less than many of us can't walk thru a sporting good section in the springtime and not pick up a new leather baseball glove to try on. Tho it's been all these decades, I can still recognize the smell of rope rosin.
Walking into a rodeo arena, even a good roping pen just floods ya with memory and sensory perceptions. (and no, I am definitely not a roper either)
I think it was CallMeFence that once said "When I was young, I could ride like a Commanche and rope like a Vaquero, just not at the same time"![]()
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