The electric-thrill pulsed through the air as the bulls waited to be unleashed. Pent-up energy surged into bucks and snorts, but my eyes were pulled to the cowboys, holding on for dear life, for 8 long seconds. Their one-handed joyride almost always ended belly-up with horns and hoofs a thumpin’. I sought to capture the dance of man and beast, the grace and fortitude, and the mutual respect.