So I have three prospective employees vying for a position, all living within a day's ride away. Toss in a fact-finding mission, and I have justification for a quick three-day trip past yonder. So early in the riding season... I pull out of Prince Albert, spot on the dot of 11 a.m., heading westward. No wind, warm... a good time to ride. Spring has not yet hit Saskatchewan. Many of the gullies along the highway are clustered with snow... and the occasional half-devoured deer corpse. This is a rough land, it gives life, and takes it away just as quickly. This time of the year brings many colours, as long as they are yellow or brown.