Quotes About Ranch

I live on a ranch in Utah for now, but I'm gonna move. I've got another ranch to move to, but its location is a secret. When I get there, I'm gonna plow the road in behind me.

I travel so much on stories, so I don't take vacation much, but one place I go back to again and again is my ranch.

I realized that you can get so used to certain luxuries that you start to think they're necessities, but when you have to forgo them, you come to see that you don't need them after all. There was a big difference between needing things and wanting things—though a lot of people had trouble telling the two apart—and at the ranch, I could see, we'd have pretty much everything we'd need but precious little else.

The barn was dark from the storm, and we couldn't find the harness, which no one had used in years. Old Jake, who had sprained his good foot falling off a horse and was hobbling around worse than ever, started getting panicky at the idea of the dam giving out and washing away the cattle, but I told him to hush his mouth. We all knew what was at stake, and if we were going to save the ranch, we needed clear heads.

Guys like us, that work on ranches, are the loneliest guys in the world

I want people to see how hard my husband and kids work on the ranch.

In this case we're building a corner to stretch a fence and hang a gate. It had a real purpose in the ranch here. I needed to do this. But at the same time, it made a beautiful structure.

The youngest of three children and orphaned as a young boy, Smoke Jensen is considered one of the fastest draws in the West. His quest to tame the lawless West has become the stuff of legend. Smoke owns the Sugarloaf Ranch in Colorado. Married to Sally Jensen, father to Denise ("Denny") and Louis

Wrangler butts drive me nuts.

Finally she said, "Come on, honey, let's go to the ranch.

Emmitt spat back, "Girl, I wasn't doing nothing but lying to you. I ain't got no damn ranch. That ain't even my car. I just test-drive them on the weekends." He laughed ruefully. "I'm sitting here trying to find someone who'll give us a place to stay.

I'm gonna be the best dad that ever lived. I'll have a ranch with a race car track and a golf course.

For the next six years, a cone of silence surrounded the ranch. Dozens of unusual events were observed. Animals were mutilated. Mysterious aircraft appeared and disappeared. Gunshots were fired at unknown creatures. And "the entity" manifested itself in ways that challenged and bewildered the NIDS team, but none of these events were made public.

The eight-year program of intensive surveillance using equipment and PhD scientists makes the Utah ranch arguably one of the most closely studied anomaly hot spots in history.

according to local lore, sometime in the 1970s after a series of unexplained happenings on the property, the ranch was even visited by a strange individual wearing a black suit and driving a brand new black Cadillac with tinted windows, an event that is reminiscent of the so-called Men-in-Black episodes. Brand-new Cadillacs were a rarity in the Uinta Basin in the 1970s and remain so today.

Despite the many reports of UFOs, animal mutilations, and Bigfoot sightings that seem to permeate every corner of the basin, the greatest concentration of high strangeness has always taken place at what became the Gormans' 480-acre ranch.

that extraterrestrials from a distant planet have been, and still are, visiting planet Earth and for some unknown reason the ranch as well as the surrounding Uinta Basin for decades. But it is very difficult to conceive of an agenda for a group of extraterrestrial visitors choosing such a remote and out-of-the-way location.

Tom wondered if his ranch had become a testing ground for advanced military equipment.

The story of the Gorman ranch had hit the newspapers and it ricocheted around the country. It wasn't long before it caught the attention of one of the most powerful businessmen in North America and his organization, the National Institute for Discovery Science.

Tom also recommended a stealth method for obtaining video footage of the mysterious flying activity that haunted the ranch. He used to sneak out of his house after dark, armed with an old manual video recorder that contained as few electronics as possible.

In our many hours of conversation, Gonsalez and his family related dozens of odd incidents to us. These incidents, though they differed from the Gormans' own, convinced us that the ranch was by no means a unique piece of real estate in the area. The family told us about strange Mexican-hat-shaped flying objects that flew and hovered over the ridge a mere hundred yards from their home.

Again there was an unspoken shudder at the idea of sleeping in the trailer a mere hundred yards from where the bizarre creature or creatures had apparently vanished into thin air, having been shot with a high-powered rifle. It was time to call an end to another busy day on the Skinwalker Ranch.

Tom had seen something few humans have reported. He had seen a flying object, black and possibly triangular shaped, flying from a great distance from the "other side" of the orange structure to his property. This incident convinced Tom that his ranch was the site of some kind of dimensional doorway through which a flying object entered and maybe even exited this reality.

I was brought up on a ranch but, because of my father, the romance of guns had somehow escaped me. In his eyes, a gun was a tool, not some half-assed deity. Guys who named their guns worried him and me. I