For decades I've lived in a place where horses are a necessity and fresh vegetables a luxury. It’s a place without power lines, cell service or UPS delivery. A place with a forty-mile view and no sign of humanity to spoil it, and where cabin fever and getting snowed in really do happen. I live it, ride it and write about it.

Sonny, Dallas, Ash, Chance (behind Ash), and Dan on the ridge above the house, overlooking the Middle Fork River