In the old days they used to say that anyone who visited the Grand Canyon and didn’t meet the great windjammer, Captain John Hance had missed an experience nearly as colorful at the canyon itself. Nobody knows why they called him captain; it just seemed to fit.
For some twenty years He provided lying and lodging for the tourists. The dudes never knew just how much of Captain Hance’s stories to believe; shucks, he could paint a story redder’n a Navajo blanket. He always led them down

September 2017
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- Johnny Lingo: Nothing That Glitters Is Gold
- Stuart’s Stranglers
- Action-Packed Western
- Was Ammunition Expensive?
- Gold Fever
- The Great Western
- A Murderous Trail
- James Ford Wreaks Havoc
- Is Clint Eastwood Ambidextrous?
- The Late Glen Campbell’s Roll in 1969’s True Grit
- The Sunny Sheriff
- Sam Mason Gets What He Gave
- John Hance, Grand Canyon’s Windjammer
- The Many Faces of the Late Sam Shepard
- Western Legend
- Not Easily Intimidated
- Six-Shooters
- The Farrington Brothers’ Short-Lived Outlaw Career
- Invalids Need Not Apply!
- Did “Wild Bill” Hickok have a Sidekick Named Jingles?
- Saving Hamley’s Saddles
- Crazy Horse Never Died
- Will C. Barnes Makes Quite A Name for Himself
- A Frontier Wonder Woman