Here, you're in my HOMETOWN, which I adore and have no plans to leave any time soon. Fort Worth, is energy, heritage and vibrant colors. It is a close neighbor to Dallas, but FW is completely different, and deserves its own tale.
Fort Worth was birthed on the cattle and ranch trade and the railroad. It was a hub for rodeo, cow-handing and rustic human spirit. That may not be your cup of tea, but it may be!
The Fort Worth Herd, the WORLD'S (yes, the world) ONLY cattle drive is magnificent. You will see some of those brilliant long horn cattle in this gallery. It is an epic sight, to see the drovers guiding this gang down the brick Exchange Street in the Stockyards. It feels like thunder when they make their way down the road. That is today, but yesterday, in the words of The Fort Worth Stockyards:
As a drover headed cattle up the Chisholm Trail to the railheads, he had one last stop for rest and supplies: Fort Worth, Texas.
Beyond Fort Worth, he’d be crossing the Red River into Indian Territory.
Between 1866 and 1890, drovers trailed more than four million head of cattle through Fort Worth. The city soon became known as “Cowtown.”
When the railroad arrived in 1876, Fort Worth became a major shipping point for livestock, so the city built the Union Stockyards, two and a half miles north of the Tarrant County Courthouse, in 1887.
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