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97 Tamale Ridge by: Chuck Cusimano

We talked a lot about Emilio Sanchez and the possibility that he could have poisoned Uncle

Trent but how to prove it? I kind of figured that he was responsible for Wire to come up

missing too and maybe he even knew something about the disappearance of Seth Watkins. I sure

couldn’t prove that he had poisoned Uncle Trent but who else could have done it? Everyone

but Juan thought Uncle Trent died from natural causes.

It was time to go to Trinidad and enter the annual rodeo there. They were having a bronc riding

contest along with a lot of other events. Juan chose to stay at the ranch although I told him he

should go with us. Gilberto became getting anxious to go someplace. I sold the weanling horse

colts that we got from Guerras ranch in Mexico. The colts were shipped to Las Vegas and I

would put the money in the bank the first chance I could. I kept seven fillies, as they would

make good mares. I was getting a lot of horses and word was out that they were some of the

best in the country for miles around. Gilberto sure done a good job on the ones he trained. I

kept trying to find out where Tamale was and if I could buy him back. I used “Amarillo” for a

herd sire and he put some real nice foals on the ground by the looks of this year’s crop but I sure

would like to get a hold of the stallion that started it all. You could tell just reading Uncle

Trent’s’ journals that he was sure proud of him.

I never saw Tamale but I could picture him. Juan said he was stout and medium height with lots

of muscle and good legs as far as bone structure. Straight legged and a good back Juan

said his biggest downfall was his head. His head was a little big for his body. If I could get him

back on the ranch producing colts, I’d feel like I was repaying Uncle Trent for trusting me with

this place. It sounded like in his journals, that he was wanting to get “Caliente” back home

also.

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