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to freedom are men and women of zeal, well-meaning, but
without knowledge or understanding.”
~Justice Louis Brandeis~

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~Jenqu~

Ranch meaning, in general, any real world dwelling probably not involving full care board. Kind of a rural voice of real horse owners, trainers, traders, auction owners, rodeo contractors, etc.. all of us who have taken a verbal beating and called greedy ass hats. Back at the Ranch contributors, moderators, subjects, and so on, are pro-horse, pro-owner, and pro-slaughter.
Back at the Ranch was formed by a group of like minded horse / livestock owners. It is a place for us to try to educate, a place to vent our frustrations with the current equine industry, a place to share humor and snark, and in general try to open the eyes of the public who seem to be anti-agriculture.We do have a section for comments of course, and if you would like to email us you can do so directly or through the contact us form. We like to hear from our readers. I hope you enjoy reading our blog as much as I enjoy managing it.
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Ranch Manager
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Tuesday, February 15, 2011

The Sunny Slopes of Long Ago…

But Quality Never Goes Out of Style…
A few email news letters ago the AQHA honored their Legacy breeders for 2010, those who bred and registered at least one foal for 50 consecutive years. Sadly, the current climate of ‘breeding police/rescue’ has learned to equate ‘breeder’ with evil. There were at least as many “shame on them” comments as ones of respect. Julie Thorson tried to point out the difference between breeders and multipliers in the November 2010 issue of Horse & Rider. I don’t know how much impact she had.
Today I was looking around on the Internet for information on the recently passed son of Easy Jet named Stick An Stones. My Internet searchs often take unexpected twists and that happened again today. I didn’t find what I was looking for but I did find a nice trip down memory lane. I ran across the Rutland Ranch website. Here’s the link http://www.rutlandranch.net/. When I was a youngster, back when the wheel was square, I loved to read the Rutland Ranch ads for the annual colt sales. I’d look over the studs pedigrees and dream of which one’s daughter I would buy if I could go. Somehow or another life’s twists and turns never allowed me to meet Guy Ray Rutland or to get to the ranch in person, yet. I do have a bucket list and now I have seen what they still have for studs hmmm……
I was whining about the World Conformation Horse Association a few blogs back. The lip service they were paying to correct conformation while promoting the same type of cripple in the making the halter industry has bred for quite some time.
Correct conformation is a big deal. After a lifetime in the family business the Rutlands still think so. I thought it would be fun to look at over 50 years of horses from the same family of horsemen. Can you spot the type they like? Little different from the ideal ‘conformation horse’ aren’t they?


This is Ten Streaks one of their current studs.


Is it me or does he look an awful lot like Pacific Bailey? They aren’t bred the same and they were raised nearly 50 years apart.
Then there’s this good lookin’ bugger they bought to cross on the Pacific Bailey mares. If the horses I have ridden out Pacific Bailey daughters are any indication I think you could cross them on a jack ass and get one heck of a mule.
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His name is I Want It Now.

The website has a lot of history, conformation and pedigree insights, and even a few quotes for life in general for anyone interested.
I thought this article taken from Sally Harrison’s cutting horse blog was very appropriate even today. It says a lot about the mind of true horseman and breeder.
http://www.sallyharrison.com/
Guy Ray Rutland’s gold standard
Market variables weren’t much of a concern for the late Guy Ray Rutland of Independence, Kansas.
“I’d rather invest in horses than anything else I know,” Rutland told me in 1984, shortly after the failure of Oklahoma-based Penn Square bank and the beginnings of a far-reaching savings and loan scandal.
Rutland, who was born in 1917 and died in 1988, was the leading breeder of racing Quarter Horse register of merit qualifiers for nearly 40 years. His influence went far beyond racing, however. During his lifetime he was also recognized as a leading breeder of AQHA performance point earners, halter class winners, show ROM, and champions.
Cutting horse breeders are indebted to Rutland, as well, as the breeder of Dusty Socks, who can be traced back through her daughter, Bar Socks Babe, to the pedigrees of many contemporary champions, including 2008 NCHA Futurity champion Metallic Cat.
“I have always bred to be able to market all my horses,” Rutland said, as we topped a hill and looked down on more than 200 mares and foals, grazing cannon-deep in grass. “I’m almost ashamed to say that I have close to four hundred mares and fillies that I’ll breed this year. And I can name them all and tell you their breeding.”
As we neared the herd, here and there a mare sauntered away from the group to greet Rutland, who offered her an affectionate pat and related her pedigree to me.
Rutland was raised on a ranch in Okemah, OK and became interested in the horse business in the early 1940s, when a trader hired him to haul some “saddle horses” to Chicago. “He was giving $250 apiece for them and getting $1,500 to $2,000,” Rutland explained. “I thought that was a pretty good racket and that I’d better try it.”
It was in 1946, while scouting out a palomino stallion for a friend, that Rutland found the yearling Little Yellow Fox at a horse show in Ada, Oklahoma. “He was the color of a gold coin,” said Rutland, who bought the colt for $1,250 and renamed him Gold King Bailey.
Gold King Bailey won grand championships at the Denver and Fort Worth Stock shows and beat all comers on the racetrack, even as he began to produce future race, halter and performance winners. The first was Star Of Texas, who Rutland rode in a pasture on the first saddle and drove a cow and her calf out of a herd.
“The calf was following (his mother) so good that I cut the cow away from her calf and drove her to the house,” Rutland remembered. “That was the very first day in his life that he ever had a saddle on his back.
“There’s a lot of cow back in those Bailey horses.”
Gold King Bailey was the foundation of Rutland’s breeding program. The palomino stallion was sired by Hank H, by King, and out of Beauty Bailey, by Old Joe Bailey, out of an unnamed Yellow Wolf daughter. Rutland purchased mares for Gold King Bailey based on the era’s predominant bloodlines – King, Leo, Vandy and Three Bars, but also with a critical eye towards conformation.
“I look at a horse like I would a top athlete,” he said. “Wide at the shoulders and narrow at the hips, with good muscling and straight legs. I’m a fanatic about a good, straight hind leg and a good inside gaskin.”
Pacific Bailey, out of the Leo daughter Nell Bert McCue, succeeded Gold King Bailey as Rutland’s head sire in the late 1960s, and was joined by Bar Money, by Three Bars; Star Bright Moore, by Star Deck; and the Thoroughbred Carrara Marble, by Coldstream, among others.
Beginning in 1967, Rutland held annual fall production sales in Independence, where he offered all the weanlings from that year’s crop. “I would make more money if I kept the babies and sold them as yearlings,” he explained to me. “But I sell them as weanlings because I just don’t have the space to keep them. This is my only income, so my intention is to sell every one of them.”
Rutland built a 252-foot by 320-foot barn in 1973 to accommodate his sales. It contained 148 concrete stalls each measuring 16′ x 16′ and had an arena in the middle that could hold 30 portable stalls. Few who attended Rutland’s sales went home with an empty trailer, and they came back year after year.
“Make new friends, keep the old, the one is silver, the other gold,” was an adage Rutland printed across the botttom of his sale ads and in his catalogs. It was a standard for his personal and professional life.
“Most of my customers are poor folks like myself,” he said. “They want to buy one as good as the best for a lot less. It’s my customers that made me the leading breeder. They take the horses and train them and run them and prove them. I try to help them pick out the best I can for the price they want to pay.”
In spite of the depressed economy at the time I visited Rutland, he was still optimistic about the horse industry.
“I got a letter from someone awhile back who wanted to know what would be the best investment – gold, silver or oil,” he recounted. “I scratched all of those out and wrote in ‘horses.’
“We have our ups and downs, like anything else,” he added. “The economy hits us, but by the same token, it hits the farmer and the businessman. But I think I’ll just stay in there and try to raise the right kind of horses.”
The right kind of horse for Rutland, of course, was usually tempered with “Gold.”
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I think we still need this kind of horse and this kind of horseman. I grew up with people who felt this way about horses, painting them as greedy irresponsible bloodthirsty demons is the worst propaganda the NAHSC has served up to the public. Not only does it demean a lifetime’s dedication it tramples on the dreams of the next generation.

By RH1