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White Stallion Ranch
by Judy Babcock Wylie

Forget the Cleaver family. When I’m reincarnated I want to come back as a member of the True family, who own the White Stallion Ranch in Tucson, Arizona. Here is a true family, pun intended: one whose members work together, live close together, get to ride horseback every day, and eat steak at least once a week.

Don’t worry if  you haven’t been fortunate enough to land in this tribe this time around. It will seem like you have anyway when you book a week’s stay at the White Stallion Guest Ranch and are treated like a long -lost relative.

White Stallion is an old-fashioned, family-owned dude ranch  spread over 3,000 acres at the foot of the Tucson Mountains.  At dinner the first night  matriarch Cynthia True, 70, warmly  welcomed each  of us newcomers by name  from her place of honor at the head of the table, and said a sincere , heartfelt farewell to each person leaving,  sharing personal stories of their week..

Her son Russell,  the ranch manager,  who looks more like a trusted local insurance man than  a cowboy, sat nearby. “It’s a small ranch, but we own it,” he says with pride. “My folks bought it in 1965, but it’s been a dude ranch since 1945.”

Thanks to the Tucson Mountains National Park that runs along its border, it’s the only ranch out of 200 dude ranches in the state  which has five square miles of open desert to ride in.

Riding is the name of the game here, where thanks to the 80 horses who live at the ranch, guests saddle up for four  rides a day, from  slow rides to fast trots, on trails through the towering saguaro cactus forest  in the desert or nearby mountains. There are  also breakfast rides, all-day rides and  chuck wagon cook-out rides .

But you can’t just get on your steed and say “Giddyup!.”  “ We test everyone for their riding skill level. when they arrive. Some people think riding a horse is like getting on a ride at Disneyland, you just buckle up and go. They soon learn it’s not quite like that.,” Russell gives a slow smile. Each guest must pass the “fast ride” test before  being permitted along on the more challenging rides.

I heard about this early in my stay.  Most of the trim white  stucco cottages  with simple brown board shutters look alike, and one  afternoon  my door opened suddenly as  another guest, ten-year- old Evan,  started into my casita by mistake, surprising us both.   I asked why he hadn’t been on the afternoon ride that was now just returning  to the main corral, passing  my casita  at a  dignified pace  as  we watched.  “Oh that’s a Slow ride,” he said with barely veiled disgust, noting he  was beyond that now,. He had passed the test for the Fast ride, and couldn’t be bothered to go on the “pokey” one anymore.

Inside cottage #4, the walls were rough- hewn pecky cedar. Horseshoes doubled as coat racks, and the  double bed and a  twin bed both had  turquoise and pink spreads in a vaguely Indian design. Mexican leather and bent willow chairs and table were arranged by a wall hung with a Mexican rug. The overhead lamp had tiny saguaro cactuses and mountains in bas relief. Looking out the window to a desert garden, I noticed a cactus wren popping out of its nest in a huge saguaro cactus  a few feet away.

On Saturday afternoon the ranch hands put on a rodeo. Since most of us had only seen rodeos on TV,  it was surprising how the sport came alive when Russell explained such facts  as how bronco riders often can’t ride normal horses very well, how easy it is to lose a finger if the rope catches wrong when you’re roping, and why barrel racing is usually a woman’s  event.

Meanwhile, the baby longhorns, just a year old,  were herded toward chutes to get roped. Rolling their big eyes and batting their impossibly long lashes did no good.  They still got released one by one to be  wrassled to the ground  by the ranch hands, to the cheers of guests.  Russell’s brother Michael  is a pro rodeo rider,  and quickly made it look easy. But it was hard to concentrate on the action because the Tuscon Mountains rising as a back drop kept hoggng the show, Panther Peak  looming  over us in  blue, pink  and coral splendor  in the slanting light.

Later  the air filled with mesquite smoke as  Russell and  Michael  grilled steaks outside on the brick patio,  served with a buffet  including green beans flavored with bacon, baked potatoes and French bread.. We ate inside seated in Mexican chairs at long heavy wooden tables. Dessert was peach pie and ice cream. Although I was there alone, it was easy to meet and fall into conversation with other guests, one reason a ranch vacation is perfect for the solo traveler. At the table there was plenty of conversation about the recent  team penning , a popular ranch activity every week  where three guests on horseback  are taught out to cut three animals out of a herd and make them enter a pen. “Everyone loves it  because team penning is like real ranch work.” said Russell. There was a lot of laughter at the table about who  usually won, the guests or the steer.  Another activity everyone loves is the breakfast ride and cookout, where eggs and pancakes served out in the desert  are washed down with lots of “ cowboy coffee”.

Some people who come here never get on a horse. There is tennis, hiking,  bird watching,  a heated swimming pool and an indoor redwood hot tub. The White Stallion Ranch is a winter guest ranch, open from October through May, so  there are few children among the guests  except  during holidays and  school breaks.. In October and November guests include  younger couples under 45, and a lot of singles, especially women.  One was Dagmar, a German guest  I met over a drink one evening  during the cocktail hour  in the ranch’s Happy Hour Saloon., where you can saddle up to the bar on real western  saddles that serve as bar stools. She said  Germans are crazy about American dude ranches and stay two or three weeks thanks to their long vacations. The guest book also lists signatures from 51 other  countries, including Romania and Malta..

White Stallion is small, only 35 rooms and suites. The family feeling and reasonable rates mean the ranch gets a lot of repeat guests, so it’s best to book early, six   to 12 months ahead  if you want to go during  the busy season from mid-December through  April. Other times of year you can sometimes call on shorter notice and  find a spot. Sam and Val Scopellite  from Gilbert, Arizona, have been coming twice a year for five years, they told me  as they dove into their steaks at dinner one evening.. “We tell ourselves it’s for the riding and the atmosphere,  but actually the Trues are the main reason. They make us feel like family.”.

Rates range from $208 per room per day for two for a  room to $288 for a deluxe suite, during low season, from October through Mid-November. The rates are  $228 to $340  per room for two people during the high season from December 19  of this year through the end of April, 1999. Rates do not include local taxes and a  15 percent service tax.

Contact the White  Stallion Guest Ranch at 
9251 W. Twin Peaks Rd
Tuscon, AZ. 85743
520/297-0252
888/977-2624.
http://www.whitestallion.com

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