This is my fur vest that was donated by the Arizona Trappers Association
After Kansas, I pretty much got to stay home for a couple days. When I did an event away from home, I just had to drive two hours, to Globe. The two hour drive is such a beautiful one. In fact, that got me to thinking… when I was in Dodge City, I had to fly out of Kansas City. That required a 5.5 hour drive from the southwest corner of the state to the northeast corner of the state. I drove all across the entire state of Kansas. As I rode in that car, I noticed something. Nothing really changed. It was gorgeous and green: soft rolling farmland with sunflowers on the sides of the road. Every couple of miles a small town would come along with a farming name like Hutchinson. They were all marked by a grain elevator, and they all looked alike. For five and a half hours. It was stunningly beautiful. However, it was all the same. Then when I took that two hour drive to Globe in Arizona, I went from desert, to mountains, to hills, to red canyons, to pines, to junipers. The landscape was vastly different. That is one of my favorite things about Arizona. She is everything all rolled up into one.
Anyways, upon arriving in Globe, I put on the gorgeous American lynx with white fox trim vest that was sponsored to me by the Arizona Trappers Association. I walked in there prepared to help earn some money for the ATA. However, they had me to a 50/50 raffle, with half of that money going to my travels. As if the gorgeous vest wasn’t enough, now here they were sponsoring me even more. I am incredibly grateful for their continued support!
The convention was a blast! People were very eager to help out with the raffle, especially with the aid of the adorable Kylie, who helped me sell the tickets!
It was so fun to listen to the animal calling competition, and then to witness the trap setting contest as well. It is great to see that this art and livelihood, which has been an integral part in the quality of the life in human history, is being preserved.
One of my favorite parts was participating in the skillet throwing competition. Even in a leather dress and with fake nails, I was able to toss that heavy skillet a whole 24 feet. Granted, I was still 10 feet behind the winner, but hey- we need to take all the factors into consideration here!
By the end of the day, I was reluctant to leave this group of people. We had just met, but I felt like I had been attending their convention for years.
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- Sam and I (I liked his shirt!)
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- Eddie and I
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- My raffle helper, Kylie and I
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- Testing the wind just prior to hurling the skillet
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- It might not look like that skillet that just left my hand in this picture actually flew 24 feet, but indeed it did. For 24 consecutive feet, it was propelled by my force, parallel to the ground.
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- My second throw (notice the concentration and drive on my face (and my toungue is sticking out))
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- Pleased with my performance, I stared down the next thrower to intimidate her
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- Putting the earrings on after a job well done
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- Handing out awards
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- The Pie eaters
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- The callers
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- The next generation of trappers
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- The musket-throwing champion and I
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- This is my fur vest that was donated by the Arizona Trappers Association
