There really is nothing better than a bush rodeo. No, I am not talking about the ones in the bigger towns or the PBR ones, I am talking about the simple ones in out of the way towns. Rodeos where locals compete against the select few who come in from other areas only to be sharing tales over a beer or a few rum and cokes later that afternoon. The rodeos where utes are parked with the tray to the arena fence with a tarp rigged up between so you have a place to sit in the shade. The rodeos where you literally get dirt in your face when the bulls come past because you are as close as you can be to the action without being on the other side of that white fence. So lets hope that rules and regulations never steal the atmosphere of a real bush rodeo.
