You bet. In my younger days I rode horses all over these parts, and though one can cover a lot more ground than walking nothing compares to driving a car over 100 miles though a Winter blizzard, while staying warm and dry, and making it home safely.
My dad was doing cowboying in Arizona/New Mexico, before he went into the Navy in the 1930s, although he was not born in the area.
He herded horses and lived the life, he knew so much about that region, although none of us knew it until he moved from Houston to New Mexico in the 1970s, which totally mystified us until we learned about his past and how much family we had there.