Some people spend their weekends on the couch.
Others spend them climbing on the back of 1,800 pounds of bad intentions.
That’s the difference between watching life and living it.
Out at Folsom Point Bucking Bulls, there aren’t many slow days. The dust never really settles. The bulls are athletes. The riders are a different breed. And nobody’s pretending to be something they’re not.
It’s grit. It’s adrenaline. It’s a few bull riders nodding their heads and chasing eight seconds of controlled chaos.
And when the bulls are back in the pens, and the stories start getting bigger with every retelling, there’s usually a bottle of Point Blank Tequila somewhere in the mix.
Not because it’s trendy.
Not because somebody told them what to drink.
Because it’s the kind of tequila that belongs in places like this.
The cowboy way of life has always had a simple rule: earn it.
Earn your respect.
Earn your stories.
Earn your drink.
Nobody understands that better than the men and women who spend their time around bucking bulls. Every ride comes with risk. Every gate opening is a decision. Every draw can change your day.
That’s why the moments afterward matter.
The laughter.
The bruises.
The near misses.
The stories that somehow get better every single time they’re told.
Those are the moments Point Blank was made for.
No additives. No shortcuts. No nonsense.
Just authentic tequila crafted the same way these bull riders approach life—with honesty, hard work, and a little bit of wild in the blood. Built from 100% Blue Weber Agave, slow-cooked in traditional brick ovens and crafted under the watchful eye of award-winning Master Distiller Zandra Gómez Santiago, every bottle is rooted in authenticity and respect for tradition.
Because being Buck’d In Spirit isn’t just about riding bulls.
It’s about how you live.
It’s choosing the dirt road over the easy road.
It’s saying yes when everyone else says no.
It’s spending your weekends with good cowboys, chasing adventure, and collecting stories you’ll talk about for years.
And maybe it’s knowing that some of the best memories happen after the ride is over.
At Folsom Point Bucking Bulls, that’s just another day.
A little dust.
A little danger.
And a bottle of Point Blank waiting when the ride is over.
Get Buck’d.
