Well, first charge and I was literally sprayed in wetted down arena dirt but managed to avert the gaze of the lens without any impact - priorities you know.  I stood up and brushed off the dirt, optimist that I am.  Five hours later, what I have to say is this:

With the backdrop fo the Eastern Sierra Nevada's, I have some of the most interesting images that I've shot in awhile.  Creatures caught mid stride, cowboys and cowgirls astride their horses, as they have been for generations.  Perhaps one of the most touching moments was when a Charolais calf decided that I could in fact be his salvation - he stood there with me, breathing heavily from running so swiftly and hoping against hope that his turn would not come.  All the while, in the background you could see the drama continue.  And then, at last, his turn came and he became the focus.  He played his part and departed with ease, to resume this chase that continues on through so many lifetimes.

Food for thought for an omnivore - close proximity to your resources is a good thing.