Lane's Story...
| I am Richard
Lane Hopper (RLH) and I love bulls that buck…. raising them, bucking them,
riding them, and just being around them!!! Let me explain to you
how this has come about! Up until
the age of 5, I lived at “Monkey Mountain” our farm in Azle, TX.
My family has been raising cattle on these beautiful acres since 1950.
Our house burned to the ground in 2000. My mom and I lost everything
we owned and my father perished in the fire. We now live on Eagle
Mountain Lake. My uncle “Pap” (David Finney) still runs 150 head of registered
Limousin on the place and I help him with them. I have school and sports
during the week and my rodeo schedule keeps me pretty well occupied on
the weekends, but I do try to help him when I can! Monkey Mountain
is a magical place with all sorts of animals and wildlife. It is
home to cattle, horses, dogs, cats, deer, turkey, bobcats, foxes, fish,
ducks and everything in between. They all feel safe at Monkey Mountain
because we do not hunt there and it is very peaceful with plenty of food
and water. My mom
says that from the time I could walk and talk, I have wanted to be a bull
rider and work around cattle. I think this may be because it’s in
my blood or maybe because she watched the movie “8 Seconds” the whole time
she was pregnant with me!!! And with names like Richard (Tuff Hedeman’s
real name and my granddaddy’s name) and Lane (Lane Frost and something
that sounded like my dad’s name Shane) it just seems like fate. I do not
know the answer but I do know it is true!!! After playing
T-ball, soccer and 2 seasons of ice hockey, I told my mom it was time for
me to start bull riding. I rode my first sheep in November 2003 and
won and that was that. In January 2004, I joined Texas Youth Bull
Riders riding calves and I have not looked back since!!!! I have
ridden in many organizations like Texas Youth Bull Riders, Texas Christian
Youth Bull Riders, Cowboy Bull Riders, Future Professional Bull Riders,
Professional Youth Bull Riders, Pro-Youth Rodeo, and Extreme Miniature
Bull Tour. These bad little buckers are full grown bulls that do
not exceed 48” in height and think they are as big and as bad as the boys
in the PBR!!!! So far,
our rodeo roads have taken us across Texas many times, down into southern
Louisiana, up into Oklahoma, across to Mississippi, and deep into Mexico.
In August 2007, the PYBR took its top six Sr. Steer riders to Matahuela,
Mexico for the
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2008 was an eventful year for me.
Snow boarding in New Mexico, lots of bull riding, taking Blue to futurities,
school, doing volunteer work at the Texas Cowboy Hall of Fame, all sorts
of stuff!!! I went boarding with my buddy, Houston Sheets, for a
few days in Red River, New Mexico in January and we had a blast!
March and April brought about the NBBA Youth Futurities in which my bull
Blue Bantam participated. He took to it naturally and got off to
a great start!! In May, I won the T. Y. B. R. Martha
Bennet Memorial Buckle for Sr. Steers. This is something that I have wanted
to do since I started riding in that organization!! In June, we loaded up Blue
and headed to Tunica, Ms for a NBBA Youth Futurity and a great time.
Of course, we went to Graceland and I know I saw Elvis peering out a window
upstairs! Blue didn’t win any money but I did in the calcutta so
dinner was on me!!! We ate at Paula Deen’s restaurant in Harrah’s and we
all thought we had died and gone to Heaven. Toby and I learned to
crack and eat crab legs……sure is a lot of work for so little meat!!!! The long hot summer continued
on into August and things got real exciting for me! August
5-8th were the dates for the Inaugural Youth Bull Riding Finals at Will
Rogers Coliseum in Fort Worth. 300 of the best bull riders ranging
in ages from 4-19 from across the United States, Canada and Mexico came
together to decide the true World Champions in their qualifying categories.
After 4 days of intense competition, I won the 2008 World Championship
Senior Steer Riding buckle and a check bigger than I am!!! This accomplishment
really tops anything else that I have done. September brought the beginning
of the 7th grade and the NBBA Finals. Blue Bantam finished 4th for
the year in the Youth Division and once again I was hot in the calcutta.
That auctioneer knows me by name now for sure!! I played football
on the 7th grade Wayside Wildcat team as punter, running back and outside
linebacker. We were UNDEFEATED at being DEFEATED if you know what
I mean!! On Thanksgiving weekend I
had another once in a lifetime experience. I got to be the first
person to ride Blue Bantam and we did it in the Derby at the Bull Blowout
in Graham, TX. And blowout he did! Blue bounced around
hard in the chute and when the gate opened he really came out. I
made it 2 or 3 jumps and off I went, but it was good enough for Blue to
score 91 points and win the money and the buckle!! We are so proud of Blue and
cannot wait to see what 2009 brings for him, me and the rest of the herd
that continues to grow everyday. Hopefully when you read this we
will have new babies on the ground and new champions in our lives!!!! |
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All I can say is that 2009
was a tough year for me… off my game in riding, injuries, no luck at the
futurities, lost several cows and calves, the weather was harsh and so
much more. There were good times, too! Once again in January, Houston
and I headed to Red River for several days of slashing the snow.
It’s a long drive but we sure have fun! Texas Youth Bull Riders kicked
of the 2009 season in January and I moved up to Pee Wee bulls. This
is when you either make it or break it and I just knew it was all over
for me. We are talking real bulls now and I am still just a little
guy. It was rough, tough and scary as all get out, but I gave it
the ol’ college try. Spring brought about the NBBA
Futurities. Houston and I rotated 3 bulls through the season and
started out looking pretty solid. Blue Bantam bucked in the Derbies
and he kicked off looking like the champ that he is, then he hurt his back
real bad…I mean REAL BAD. Like we thought life might be over for
him. Happy hurt his head and we thought he would have to wear a helmet
and ride the short bus forever. I ran track for the Wayside Wildcats
participating in the 110 and 300 hurdles. I was the only 7th grader
on our team to qualify for the District Meet but I had a NBBA Futurity
that Saturday morning so I stepped aside. Come to find out, I had
plenty of time to do both. Then Toby’s grandfather “Pop” passed away and
that was a shock for us all. With Pop gone, this only leaves Toby
and Nan to take care of all the stock. It became apparent that I
was going to have to step up and get to Oklahoma every chance I can to
help them. Toby and I just kicked the dirt and wondered what would
be next. June, we loaded up the bulls
and headed to Tunica again. We should have just stayed home. We lost
two tires and an axel. The bulls did not place in the money. The
air conditioner at the hotel blew hot air. My mom got locked out
of her room and you just cannot imagine the ordeal that was. Harrah’s
will never be the same! To top it off, she got a speeding ticket
in Arkansas coming back home. Paula Deen’s was good as ever and Houston’s
mom, Melissa, got hot at the “Let it Ride” table so all was not a loss! A new school year started
with me in the 8th grade. BMOC! NBBA Finals came and went with
no money or buckles for us. Football started and once again I was
punter, kicker, running back and outside linebacker. The Wayside
Wildcats 8th grade White Team was UNDEFEATED and District Champs and I
was selected as the Most Valuable Player! Then I made the “C” Team
in basketball and that was okay. I went to Oklahoma to spend a few
days before Christmas. I planned to go home on Christmas Eve; return
to Toby’s the Sunday after Christmas and stay until New Year’s Eve.
Then the BLIZZARD hit and I could not get home!! I was away from
my mom on Christmas. Feeding in the ice, wind and snow was beyond
anything imaginable. Then we started losing stock to the weather
and that was the final blow. I do not care if I ever see another
snowflake again! I made it home to ring in
the New Year with my mom. We ate our black-eyed peas and greens in
hopes of good luck and lots of money in 2010. God willing and if
the creeks don’t rise, freeze, or dry up this is going to be a great year!!! |