The road to Crossfield was a lot shorter (and more direct), with our trusty tractor driver paying diligent attention to his map. *grin* The distance was short, there were no hills. Our riders rode right on through, not even stopping for lunch!
In our last minute arrangements, somehow we neglected to collect keys to the Pete Knight Centre in Crossfield … and it was a Sunday! Fortunately for us, Crossfield residents are a friendly, helpful bunch and with a few calls to key town personnel, not only did we get keys to the Pete Knight Centre, but were given access to the rodeo grounds for our horses too!
The Pete Knight Centre has hot showers and we provided a cowboy poet to keep things interesting. No complaints that night! (No pictures either. Sorry.) Okay … got pics now!
We were sorry that Crossfield wasn’t in the hunt for the title Pinkest Little Town in the West, but their hospitality was second to none … and we’ll see if we can’t get them interested in Pinkest Little Town next year.