Our Story

Once upon a time, two "kids" living in Colorado thought, “Hey, wouldn’t it be nice to live somewhere quiet, maybe raise a few animals, plant some tomatoes, breathe some clean air?” You know the innocent sort of dream that usually happens right before life hands you a shovel and says, “Start digging.”

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So they packed up and headed to Kansas. Chickens came first, as they often do. Then a couple of cattle and some sheep. And just like that, the “cute little homestead” turned into something that needed fences, feed, water lines, shelter, and more time, energy, sweat, and second-guessing than anyone ever admits when giving out those glossy farm-tour brochures.

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And then 2020 happened.

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Robbie’s sister was expecting a baby. A little boy named Carter James. The kind of name you expect to see stitched on the back of a saddle or stamped into the brim of a cowboy hat.

 

But Carter's body had a defect that meant he wouldn’t live outside the womb. And the family prayed, you bet they did, and they hoped. And when the dust settled, there was no earthly miracle… just a little boy whose entire job on this planet was to change the hearts of the people who loved him, and then go home to the Lord.

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He did that job well.

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So this ranch? It carries his name. Not because branding cattle requires a sentimental streak…but because some things are bigger than cattle. Some things are bigger than land. Some things are bigger than us. And once you’ve been changed like that, you live different.

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Now here’s the thing:

Running a ranch is not a Pinterest hobby. It is not “chickens as therapy.” Robbie will tell you: “Keeping a few animals is a hobby. Running a herd, feeding a community, that’s work.” And he’s right.

Jamie came from teaching. Robbie came with a fire in his gut for taking care of animals. And those two passions combined into something interesting, a ranch that feeds families real food, and introduces people to a world where ethics matter, soil matters, life matters… and dinner matters.

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Today, Carter James Ranch sells beef, chicken, lamb, and eggs straight to the folks who eat them. No middleman. No mystery. Just families feeding families.

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It ain’t glamorous. It ain’t clean. It ain’t easy.

But it’s real. It’s honest.
And it matters, because the name on the gate matters.