I watched my husband rope a few big steers from the comfort of my nice little red gelding. He was riding our new blue horse who was known to get a little broncy at times. We had been gathering a mountain pasture all day, and finally made it back to the corral. The boss wanted a few steers roped to trailer load them and Ty and a few other guys got to the task. The blue gelding did fairly well for the first couple of steers, but the third one did him in. It took off running behind him after he got it necked, and it hit the end of the rope hard. Well that ole blue horse decided enough was enough and cracked in half. I heard someone yell "pitch your coils!"
But my husband being who he is, that is about as stubborn and hard headed as the blue horse and the steer put together, kept his dallies and rode the bucks out of that horse still tied off to that big steer. When the horse was done pitching a fit, he got short on his rope, drug that steer so someone else could heel him, and they got done what they needed to.
To this day, I've never seen someone else be able (or willing) to ride the bucks out of a horse while keeping their dallies. But I've seen Ty do it quite a few times.
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