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Show The Red Hell Bomb! OUTLAW HORSE DEFIES MAN -DESTROYS BUCKIflG CHUTE The Red Hell Bomb is a wild horse never ridden by man or Superman. And probably he never will be. This untamed outlaw, 14 hands high and weighing 1250 pounds, fresh out of the tundra of West Mountain, showed his first flare of uncontrollable temper when he was corraled last week with a bunch of much less testy horses. They were all hustled into large horse vans to be transported to the American Fork Riding club grounds. That is when the Red Hell Bomb cut loose with his first burst. He literally leaped from a standing start clear up, over and out of the horse van (which was cruising along at 35 MPH) and lit skidding on his hind and rubbed-raw quarters. And long before he slid to a stand-still, he was up and going, showing his high heels to the awe-struck truckers. The second loading took a bit of doing, too. In fact every able bodied clubman was out to enforce their will upon the Red Hell Bomb. Then they got him into a bucking chute, no small or simple undertaking. No, indeed no! The Heller squealed a warning, then proceeded to kick the heavy planked chute to pieces, making matchwood and slivers of what had been 4x4s, 2x6s and 2x8s. It took a battery of carpenters a day and a half to rebulid with new, strong lumber what it had taken the Red Hell Bomb only a minute and a half to destroy So, fair warning to the cowboys, one and all, when you enter the drawing lists at the chutes, carry a rabbit's foot, a wishbone, a four-leaf clover, an old horseshoe or any other good luck charm you can lay your mitts on, for, brother, you're in for the ride of your life and the American Fork Riding club hopes you live through it! |
