My first thought was some out-of-stater bagged himself an elk.
My first thought was some out-of-stater bagged himself an elk.
There was a big guy out east of town here who worked for the Maytag Ranch. His name was Greg, and he was about 6'8" and 300 pounds, and drove a red F150. Anyway, he had a horse that he taught to ride in the back of his pickup. He would be gassing up his pickup at the Loaf 'n Jug in Vineland, and the horse would be standing there in the pickup bed, fully saddled up and ready to go. No stock racks or anything in the bed. When Greg would go around a corner, the horse would just brace himself and lean into the turn.
Wierdest thing I ever saw...