My father owned a large cattle ranch up into the 80's, when he passed away. Most of our field hands were Navajo and Apache. They were the greatest and hardest working people other than the Mexicans. My father refused to hire whites. (We were white). He also paid everyone except his kids top dollar. So they did their dang best for him out of pride. In 1975 My father decided to try out herding cattle with Honda Trail90's of which he bought 10 of them.Hey jcsouders5464 - The "Bite Me"guy may have misunderstood my "Ya-Ta-Hay" (spelling) question or thought I was making fun of the local Navajo Jingle Dancers. I'd tied a large clump of feathers to my bike making a horse tail and drawn large Appaloosa spots all over the trunk using black magic markers. Although it did kind of stand out amongst the other bikes, I thought for a plain white 93 GW - "Man of War" looked pretty authentic I'd even placed the red inverted right hand on the left side of the tank to indicate a reliable horse that had never let me down in battle.
I completely agree with your comment about the Navajo. They are some of the friendliest and easy going people on the planet. Many years ago I was driving through Rock Springs Az and picked up a older Navajo hitch hiker way out in the middle of no where. When I dropped him off in Window Rock he about insisted on adopting me just because I'd offer him some water and cold french fries back out on the road.
Oh god was that ever a nightmare. Longhorn cattle were leary of horses with riders. But would get pissed off at yappy little motorbikes. And was not fun trying to out run some of them, as their 4 wheel(leg) drive system worked a hell of a lot better than a little chainsaw with wheels. The Navajo's and Apache's thought this was hilarious and made it into a game. You should have seen some of them lassoing a longhorn calf from a CT90. Most fun ever.