Travis Clark

Pard, the boys in the bunkhouse are missin' ya somethin' fierce; the best bronc stomper & best man to share winter ridin' in line in the 4 corners. You weren't with us long but those that rode with ya admired knowin' ya & those that didn't know they missed out on a pure dee pleasure of ridin' with ya'. We know yer ridin' for the Lord's brand & He couldn't find a better cowpoke to share the trail. We all hope to someday see ya fer chuck. Til then, know how proud we are to know yer folks. They're havin' fun cowboyin'. Keep yer powder & yer blankets dry. Throw a wide loop & sit 'em high. Code of the West with love