Welcome to the Ranch!

Sue&TomGreyGooseRanchOur Colorado property, later dubbed Grey Goose Ranch, was purchased in 2004 as a result of the heartbreaking sale of our farm in Illinois. The three years that followed were filled with planning and the actual 18-month build of our first log home on the outskirts of the Sangre de Cristo Mountain Range between Westcliffe and Canon City, Colorado. These 44 acres of raw land have given us trails for hiking, ATVing, a family gathering place in the West, and a dream home for retirement. We hope you enjoy our photo galleries and plan to come for a visit soon!

With love,
Tom and Sue

Grey Goose Ranch
2112 Hellgate Way North
Canon City, Colorado 81212

Sue
630-292-2472
gbmomma@aol.com

Tom
630-292-2473
ovgcbigdog@aol.com

Visiting Maj & Paj

Jessie:

Jessie posted a few more photos from her trip to visit the Cabin here!

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I was so fortunate to be able to spend over a week with my sweet parents at their beautiful home in Canon City, Colorado.

We had a blast~from traveling around on their ATVs to going for walks to doing yoga at the Royal Gorge (yay for Daddy’s successful knee replacement!), to visiting Sanborn to just relaxing around the gorgeous log cabin (I still can’t believe it’s real!).  Throughout the week, I was also able to help Maj to build her website dedicated to the friends, family and sights around the Ranch.  You can explore it (and drool … or dream!) here.

I haven’t spent this much time with my parents since College!  And I truly loved every moment of it.  Maj & Paj are such loving and supportive people.  I am deeply blessed.  And so grateful to have spent so much time with them.  Just look how adorable they…

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Visiting Sanborn

We took a day trip to Sanborn Western Camps, where Jessie worked for 3 years and where MiniCooper, Sue’s miniature horse, currently lives (the Summer Campers love and spoil him tremendously!).  Jessie got to see her “camp boyfriends,” Pete & Westley (the horses), and she took Sue & Tom on a scenic hike.  We reunited with the MacDonald family (Jessie was their nanny) and with BC, one of Jessie’s best buds who taught her how to rock climb.  It was a lovely visit!

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Here’s what Jessie has to say about the visit:

Returning to camp was a beautiful reminder of how impactful a place and the people who love it can be–and the impacts last.  I went to Sanborn at a point in my life when I deeply needed a change.  The support of every staff member helped me to grow into my highest potential.  The land that had embraced me did so once more when I took Mom and Dad to my favorite spot on camp and I lay down in the grass to look up through the quaking aspen leaves to the sky.

The place is the same, yet changed.  Renovations, new buildings, improvements have been made.  There is now cell phone reception on property, which has undoubtedly shifted the culture there.  I even noticed that some of the trees have died, are serving their new purpose as habitat for bark-dwelling beings.  Trails have eroded more deeply, thousands of footsteps have since landed on some of my favorite paths.  Small fires have burned and changed some of the landscapes surrounding Sanborn.  But what’s the same is the spirit that lives so strongly in that place.  It is a spirit of wonder, of growth, of love, of change, and hope.

Families have moved on, new fresh faces have arrived.  There are still ripples from the people, the time spend when I was present there.  When I first met Julie Richardson, then Girls Camp Director, and she drove my family on a tour of the property, I remember we were on the road to Witcher Ranch and Julie was speaking of the impact of this place with tears in her eyes.  I was sitting in the front seat next to her, and that was the moment I made the decision: I wanted nothing more than to have a job that was so meaningful it could bring tears to my eyes.  And it did.  From the start, I felt a deep connection to Sandy and Laura Sanborn, who had passed away before I began working at camp, yet lived through the stories, the memories, the traditions, and the hearts of the staff and campers.  Their impact was so strong and honored that I felt that I had known them.  And this spirit is kept alive through remembering.

Seeing how the MacDonald kiddos have grown up is so inspiring, and I was thrilled to know that “my children” are doing so well–they are little mini-adults already and I am so proud of them!  I can remember spending afternoons with Lleyton strapped to my belly in the Bjorn, hiking up Little Blue with the dogs.  I also remember going to the store with Finley and Lleyton in tow and blatantly claiming them as my own when a fellow shopper would say, “Oh, what beautiful children you have!”  They still have a huge part of my heart.

BC is awesome as ever–in fact, he’d just climbed 3 fourteeners the day before I saw him.  Solo.  No big deal.  I miss climbing with him and hope someday we’ll live closeby again so we can continue to adventure!

The herd of horses was healthy as ever–Maren takes such fantastic care of them.  It was so sweet to see Pete, my loverboy, who wasn’t the most affectionate (I don’t blame him; I’ve been gone awhile!), but did come over to to snuggle for a moment.  Westley (Westie) is still my prince–and I his Princess Bride–and he was happy to get scratched for a long while.  That herd taught me more about horses than a thousand lessons.  Watching how horses interact in a more wild setting truly freed me from my limited perspective on these miraculous animals.  What a gift.  And thanks to Sanborn, the herd, my campers, fellow wranglers, and Maren, this was the place where Horseback Yoga was born.  My dreams came true!

I could gush forever about this place, so I’d better draw this to a close.  I’m proud of the impact Sanborn had on my Mom and Dad this short visit–Dad, fresh from his partial knee replacement, hiked a good ways with me and got to enjoy some gorgeous views (hopefully a precursor for his knees healing and many great adventures to come!).  Mom got to visit her beloved Mini Cooper, who is plump and happy as ever.  I got to spend time with my parents at one of my favorite places in the world.

Signing off, in continual gratitude to the place that healed me and turned me into who I am today!

~Jessie

Hermit Pass

On September 6, 2013, we took our ATVs to the head of Hermit Pass and traveled up … and up … and up … higher than we’ve ever ridden, for a summit of 13,040 feet!

The terrain was rough and rugged, and the views were breathtaking!  Here are some of the best moments from the ride.

All three of us were sore from head to toe the next day, but it was well worth what felt like a never-ending bronco ride up the pass.