Nothin' says Reber Roundup quite like a steaming cup of cowboy joe. Could be one of my favorite parts of the weekend. First, it's pulling on some dusty, stiff boots, stumbling down to the creek with a charred coffee pot in hand, filling it with icy water, then coffee and hanging it over the fire. "Brewing" times vary, which gives a cowpoke time to think about the night before and the day ahead. Whether the recollections are regrettable, humorous or barely memorable, that first draw on a mug of inky brew brings it all into focus.Here's a challenge for you cowgirls and boys. Bring a bag of Arbuckles to the Roundup for a special prize.

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