2022 Calendar Available NOW!

“Bred to Buck and Buckaroos” 2022 Calendar Now Available. Click the picture to see a few of the pages!

Photos are from the 2021 Ingomar Open Rodeo and Ingomar Ranch Rodeo.

Proceeds from calendar sales go to the Ingomar Rodeo Club.

Calendars are available at Melstone Mercantile in Melstone, MT and the Watering Hole, Forsyth, MT. They can also be ordered on the Ingomar Rodeo Club Facebook site through messenging, and ordered at LL@campiou.com

Calendars are $15/ea….and $5 for shipping. Get yours now! Yeehaw!

A Neon Lines Product

Photographers Montana Reynolds, Linda Lou Crosby

Fishing Book available now!

Purchase “Two Gals in Search of a Great Catch” by Linda Lou Crosby and Laura Dobbins on Amazon or at fishinlines.com.
Two Gals in Search of a Great Catch Book cover

Our Readers Write

Comments on the October 8, 2017 Camp IOU newsletter.

“The roping was the Wrangler National Team Roping Finals. I have roped at the finals two other times, but have never had any luck. This is the largest payout I have received for an event. The horse I rode is a 9 year old mare that I bought about 2 months ago. She does everything right so it makes my part easy. Team roping is a sport that allows you to get away from the grind of the work week or day. You have to be focused and in the moment, much like golf. It’s also one of the few hobbies that will actually pay for itself if your lucky.” – Travis Nye

Re: Afternoon Tea at the Jersey Lilly 2016
Very many thanks for sharing this review – together with photos – of an astounding tea party. I was deeply impressed with the staging of the event and the trouble to which the ladies had gone to make it so special.

In Victorian and Edwardian times, the milliners of London created the most fabulous hats for ladies. Actresses led the fashions and not just the wealthy appearing in the Royal Enclosure at the Ascot Races.

I noted the beautiful tea services being used and the decorum of the event. Most impressive coming from our cousins over the pond!!!! At least some people appreciate the living standards and life style of a bygone age.

Please let the sentiments and admiration of a Brit be known to those who organised and attended this splendid function.
Warm regards as always.
Keith Shipman
Saarlouis – Nalbach
[Ed.: Read the full story about the afternoon tea here]

“My great uncle was Vern Thomason from Jordan area; since he also raised sheep we assume he may have taken the wool to Ingomar for shipping. We had some contact with him long ago, before he died; and we were able to go out to the old ranch with permission from the current owner (about forty years ago now). He told a story to my youngest brother, about a man who murdered someone in the area; and the law was going to be some days away at that time…Read more

LINDA LOU: Although Owen Badgett does not do email we got Peggy’s story to him by phone. And we will ask around for more information about the sheepherders that frequented Ingomar, and share with readers. Thanks Peggy!

“I knew Owen years ago when I lived in Miles City. I still have a poetry book that he autographed for me. Its in a box but I still have it! Owen used to come down to the Hole In The Wall where a bunch of us girls worked and he would come down and say hey and hang out for a bit.:) I hope he had a good turn-out at the Museum last night.” – Stephani S-C.

Christmas Poem 2019

Linda Lou Crosby Christmas poem art 2019

Christmas graphic, Andy Atkins
Audio editor, Dee Finning, Virgin Moon
Script and Narration, Linda Lou Crosby

Click the audio to listen now.

‘Twas the Night Before Christmas – Ingomar 2019

When Santa “drops” in to Ingomar MT
and Ridge and Rayna Save the Day

© Linda Lou Crosby Nov 2019


‘Twas the Night before Christmas and all through the town

The adults were sacked out, while the kids snuck around

The stockings were hung by the chimney with care…

In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there


Owen in his flannels, and Morris in his cap

Had just settled down for a LONG winter’s nap

Ridge and Rayna – the youngsters

Were slinking around

When all of a sudden, there was a large crashing sound!


And what to their wondering eyes should appear,

But a present-stuffed sleigh and eight wide-eyed reindeer.

There was a red-faced stout gentleman, not too lively; not so quick

Ridge and Rayna got worried – It was probably St. Nick.

His eyes lost their twinkle, but his cheeks looked pretty merry

And when he laughed at himself, he shook just like jelly.


Santa quit laughing as he saw the gifts tossed around

Where the heck had he landed? Where was Ingomar town?

His reindeer were scattered, a lot like the toys

There would be happiness missing for girls and for boys.

As Santa pondered his fate, wondering just what to do

Ridge and Rayna appeared saying “Santa we will help you!”


Ridge and Rayna snuck out and tried to wake Owen

They’d need a crowbar to wake him. This could be tough goin’.

“I think we get Mowiss cause he knows what to do.”

And Rayna headed to find Morris’, while Ridge went there too.

They bonked Morris awake, and he sat up quite startled.

They told him their tale.

And he said “Let’s get started!”


They rushed back to Santa and gathered the herd.

The reindeer were harnessed without even a word.

Morris stepped up his pace and worked pretty fast,

Rayna and Ridge knew that pace wouldn’t last.


They helped Morris gather gifts; they helped with the sled,

And Santa soon realized, he had nothing to dread.

Santa’s left arm was sore, so he needed help with the trip.

It would be a long night, and they couldn’t chance a slip.

They looked over at Morris, asleep on his feet

Who would help Santa?  The kids didn’t miss a beat.


Rayna gathered the lines, like she’d seen Morris do.

Ridge made himself ready to back up their crew.

Santa gave directions as they circled the globe,

And Ridge tossed out presents, while Rayna kept control.

Rayna and Ridge giggled a lot, they were having a blast and their help hit the spot. They were home in a Jiffy at the very break of dawn

Alice and Donald John never knew they were gone.


They handed lines off to Santa, who felt pretty great

They had delivered the gifts, and not one was late.

Santa’s arm felt terrific, and it was bedtime for his crew.

Morris still stood up sleeping, but those kids knew what to do.

They sleep walked Morris home, and hugged him quite tight

And Santa was ready to take off in flight.


They heard Santa exclaim as he flew out of sight,

“Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night!!”


– The End –