Riding the open range or a mountain trail on an organized trail ride may be as close to the Old West as a greenhorn can get. But look closely and...
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Art, Guns and Culture
Elkhorn Ranch
Many True West readers live in snow country, and perhaps you’re one of them. Chances are as you look up from these pages and out the window, the...
Storyteller of the Native American
Howard Terpning was in his 50s before becoming affectionately known as the “storyteller of the Native American,” an honor he holds close to his...
New Mexico Piñon Coffee Company
Jim Franco, owner of the New Mexico Piñon Coffee Company in Albuquerque, knows espressos. He also knows lattes and mochas. In fact, he’s been around...
Those Singing Cowboys
Remember the magic of Roy and Gene? They made Western music an American tradition and looked good doing it, wearing some of the greatest duds ever...
Not Just Another Pretty Voice
New Mexico is home to many legends: Billy the Kid, the Roswell Alien and a hometown kid whose real name actually happens to be Joe West. This...
Chisholm Trail Heritage Center
“Come along boys and listen to my tale, I’ll tell you of my troubles on the Old Chisholm Trail.” So sang Gene Autry in his tribute to those...
Striking Similarities
It’s fitting that an Olaf C. Seltzer painting of C.M. Russell on his horse Monte appeared in the Coeur d’Alene Art Auction this past year, as the...
From Wild Women to the Wild Plains
Inspired by 19th-century French military painters, such as Alphonse De Neuville and Jean Baptiste Edouard Detaille, New York City artist Ron Lesser...
Najavo Weavings
A good Navajo weaving is anything but flimsy. Three million pairs of boots and shoes tracked across a rug carpeting the entrance floors to the New...
Colt’s Percussion “Peacemaker”
If ever a gun were to be considered a classic, certainly the 1851 Navy Colt would rate at the top of anyone’s list. This caplock six-shooter may be...
Following the Heard
Nothing’s more amusing to an old cowgirl than a line dance, especially at an Elk’s Lodge at rodeo time. There I was, holding up the bar with the...