I remember watching cowboys deftly swing their ropes during spring branding on the family ranch. My uncle gave me an old rope to practice with and told me to go rope something. I think he was hoping I’d stay out of his hair. The poor dog was my usual catch.
There are many people who have memories like that, or those who have never picked up a rope but want to try their hand at it. I went to Badiola’s Arena in Homedale, Idaho, to see what was happening on a Wednesday night.