When Weiszbrod and I get back to the ranch at 10 AM on a glorious fall morning in this picture-perfect place, I have a greedy realization: it would be possible here at High Lonesome to do the Rocky Mountain Grand Slam in one day.
In 1978, tired of working on the family ranch and planning to get married, Lewis took a job with Stampede Energy, driving 300 miles a day to check gauges on oil and gas wells.
Doug Fine went to one vast ranchin New Mexico where a cattleman believes this program of payments for conversation makes it financially viable to get his spread intact.