We had a great trip. We got a later start than we wanted on Saturday. But it was Ok we still got here safely. It just seems like a great fit here! We really like the town.
The town has a GREAT library. That is where I am using the internet. We just checked out a bunch of movies and a Will James book.
I am really looking forward to starting work. My boss stopped by and helped us unload abit of stuff. Then he say's hope your roping arm is doing good cause we got some roping to do. The big smile on my face told him I was ready. I hope I do a good job, cause this hombre is out of practice. In a bad way but I figure a couple days throwing a rope around will really help.
Well I gots to go the library is closing up. I post back in a couple days.
Until next time take care
Monday, February 28, 2011
Thursday, February 24, 2011
Last post for awhile
This might be my last post for a couple weeks. We are moving and I don't know when I will get around the internet. I am hoping there is internet at the library in Lusk we can use. But keep checking in I might surprise you and post before that.
We are moving to Lusk Wyoming. I got better job there. I'm saying it's a better job cause I'll get to be horseback lots more. The guy I will be working with LOVES to rope so that right there is a huge bonus. We will also be closer to family and friends. There are lots of little perks about moving back home. We feel Wyoming is home and always will be.
Montana has been really good for us. We have learned a ton about ourselves living here. I have learned alot about cattle and ranching being here.
Take care until next time
We are moving to Lusk Wyoming. I got better job there. I'm saying it's a better job cause I'll get to be horseback lots more. The guy I will be working with LOVES to rope so that right there is a huge bonus. We will also be closer to family and friends. There are lots of little perks about moving back home. We feel Wyoming is home and always will be.
Montana has been really good for us. We have learned a ton about ourselves living here. I have learned alot about cattle and ranching being here.
Take care until next time
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
My Birthday
It's my birthday today. WooHoo! Ok enough with the excitement. Well we are still in the middle of moving, I guess we are closer to sliding into home. We are almost moved. We can't wait to get settled and start being "normal?". The following pictures is of the best gift I ever got, and that gift is the love of my wife.
Until next time take care
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
Feb 22
Lets see what did I do today........ Well started the day off feeding cows, that has been an every day thing for so long the cows are almost tired of seeing me, But not of the hay I bring them. Then I went to headquarters to find out what was on the agenda for the rest of the day. The boss told me to put the engine mounts in the Steiger tractor cause we are gonna put the engine back in today. Got the engine mounts in with no problems.
I hear some one yelling outside so I go to see whats going on. It a neighbor looking for one of us. "Hey Jack whats up?" Jack sez "You guys got some cows walking acrossed the cattle guard heading north". " Oh great I say" He sez "The ones that was going south I got to follow me back onto your place."
So we spent the better part of the afternoon digging snow out of the cattle guards. Hopefully the lovely lady's "old rips" will stay on our side of the cattle guards.
We did finally get to the engine and got it in the tractor. We didn't get done till almost 7 pm so it was a long day. But the engine is in, now the fun of hooking everything back up begins........
Until next time take care
I hear some one yelling outside so I go to see whats going on. It a neighbor looking for one of us. "Hey Jack whats up?" Jack sez "You guys got some cows walking acrossed the cattle guard heading north". " Oh great I say" He sez "The ones that was going south I got to follow me back onto your place."
So we spent the better part of the afternoon digging snow out of the cattle guards. Hopefully the lovely lady's "old rips" will stay on our side of the cattle guards.
We did finally get to the engine and got it in the tractor. We didn't get done till almost 7 pm so it was a long day. But the engine is in, now the fun of hooking everything back up begins........
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| This is the Steiger or the "Green Witch" |
Monday, February 21, 2011
Pocket Watch
I used to wear a watch, but I could not stand to have it on when I got home at the end of the day. It was the first thing I did was take the darn thing off. Then the band broke so it sat in a drawer. Then I needed to know what time it was. We had pocket watches as gifts for the groomsmen and family. So I dug out my pocket watch and started using it. I really like a pocket watch but I broke mine. Maybe it wasn't designed to be used everyday. So now I'm in the market for a good solid pocket watch. I have been using the old watch with the broken band as a pocket watch. Its just not the same though.
I'm looking for a reasonable priced, quality made watch that will last. Something classy that looks good. I like vintage stuff. I'm thinking maybe a battery one but it really doesn't matter. Water resistant would be nice. I have seen some really nice silver ones.
Until next time take care
I'm looking for a reasonable priced, quality made watch that will last. Something classy that looks good. I like vintage stuff. I'm thinking maybe a battery one but it really doesn't matter. Water resistant would be nice. I have seen some really nice silver ones.
Until next time take care
Saturday, February 19, 2011
Life's Destiny
"One is not always born in his rightful place. You are prone to wander until you come upon strange men who take you in. Their ways are foreign to you but you learn to master their skills and crafts and you have found home." Marty Blocker.
When I read this I felt that is was written for me and straight into my heart. I think it explains everything there is to say, about my choice to cowboy/ranch hand. My life path has been just as Marty says. I have wandered all over and never really felt I was in the right place. Now I am on the right path. I still have a long way to go and a lot to learn but it is one step at a time. I have met lots of great people that are so willing to help me. So one day I will be able to help someone else and pass on the skills I have learned.
Until next time take care
When I read this I felt that is was written for me and straight into my heart. I think it explains everything there is to say, about my choice to cowboy/ranch hand. My life path has been just as Marty says. I have wandered all over and never really felt I was in the right place. Now I am on the right path. I still have a long way to go and a lot to learn but it is one step at a time. I have met lots of great people that are so willing to help me. So one day I will be able to help someone else and pass on the skills I have learned.
Until next time take care
Friday, February 18, 2011
Weather
Well it looks like the day's of nice weather are gone for a while. We are supposed to get up to 3" of snow Saturday night. It's forecasted to be cold for the next week. Just what Sharon and I were hoping for.......( thats sarcasm). We are just hoping for clear weather when we are driving and good roads.
I guess its fitting though, we moved here in a blizzard. Sharon got to see the house here after driving 82 miles on ice in the dark.
Until next time take care
I guess its fitting though, we moved here in a blizzard. Sharon got to see the house here after driving 82 miles on ice in the dark.
Until next time take care
Thursday, February 17, 2011
Volunteer
We are looking forward to our move to Lusk. It seems that there will be more opportunity's there. We have been talking about wanting to volunteer. Try to help out people less fortunate than us. We were taking stock of ourselves and we have a lot to give, it will be nice to share.
We will be looking into the things that are available. I'm sure there are lots of place's and people that need help. It would be fun the help at the library reading to kids. Help out at a senior center. We will find something of this I know. We just want to help make this a better country. The only way to do that is a grassroots way. Help someone so they can help someone.
Until next time take care
We will be looking into the things that are available. I'm sure there are lots of place's and people that need help. It would be fun the help at the library reading to kids. Help out at a senior center. We will find something of this I know. We just want to help make this a better country. The only way to do that is a grassroots way. Help someone so they can help someone.
Until next time take care
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
Sunday, February 13, 2011
Childhood memory
When we lived in Orvada NV it was pretty remote and not alot for my brother and I to do. Soo we were subjected to the torture of finding ways to entertain ourselves, and we did a dang good job to. Entertaining ourselves that is. Remember this is before video games. No sorry, I take that back the Atari was around. Not in our house it wasn't, we still had a black and white TV. We were pretty creative when it was playtime. Good thing we had active imagations. So we built lots of forts, dug lots of holes. Heck I don't really remember what we did . I just know we never were bored.
I can't remember how old I was but I had just got my first BB gun. This is a big step in a boy's life. I want to say I got it as a Christmas present. I still have it to, its a Daisy single pump. We had a grand ol time with that gun. We shot more Indians than Custer ever saw. Like I said we had imagations. We fought WW2 all over again. I was the gunner since it was my gun. Ben my brother was the spotter. He pointed out the things to shoot. It was team work. We shot field mice, snakes, rocks and sage brush. Oh I'm sure there were a few other things that got shot as well, or shot at.
My Dad was the Ag teacher in McDermitt. He ended up bringing a bull home one day. We were gonna keep it for a week or two. He was kept in a pretty stout round pen.
Soooo we were out on an African safari. I think we just read a book in school about Africa and the animals there. We were crawling throught the sagebrush ocean of the Great basin. Acting like we were in Africa. When, what do we see? Now please let me tell the story. Lets just say we saw a target. We hit the target. The target happened to be attached to the bull. The target is what make a bull a bull. Yes, we shot him dead center in the testicals. We thought he was gonna run through the fence. He didn't, thank God.
When Dad got home that night he asked us if we knew why the bull seemed agitated. Of course our answer was NO. Why? Then we said maybe he got bit by something? A Bee or a Wasp?
I told my Pop about us shooting the bull a couple years ago. He laughed and thought it was kinda funny. I know he wouldn't have found any humor when it happened. I would have found the BB gun wrapped around my scrawny neck. Just a little story from my life.
Until next time take care
I can't remember how old I was but I had just got my first BB gun. This is a big step in a boy's life. I want to say I got it as a Christmas present. I still have it to, its a Daisy single pump. We had a grand ol time with that gun. We shot more Indians than Custer ever saw. Like I said we had imagations. We fought WW2 all over again. I was the gunner since it was my gun. Ben my brother was the spotter. He pointed out the things to shoot. It was team work. We shot field mice, snakes, rocks and sage brush. Oh I'm sure there were a few other things that got shot as well, or shot at.
My Dad was the Ag teacher in McDermitt. He ended up bringing a bull home one day. We were gonna keep it for a week or two. He was kept in a pretty stout round pen.
Soooo we were out on an African safari. I think we just read a book in school about Africa and the animals there. We were crawling throught the sagebrush ocean of the Great basin. Acting like we were in Africa. When, what do we see? Now please let me tell the story. Lets just say we saw a target. We hit the target. The target happened to be attached to the bull. The target is what make a bull a bull. Yes, we shot him dead center in the testicals. We thought he was gonna run through the fence. He didn't, thank God.
When Dad got home that night he asked us if we knew why the bull seemed agitated. Of course our answer was NO. Why? Then we said maybe he got bit by something? A Bee or a Wasp?
I told my Pop about us shooting the bull a couple years ago. He laughed and thought it was kinda funny. I know he wouldn't have found any humor when it happened. I would have found the BB gun wrapped around my scrawny neck. Just a little story from my life.
Until next time take care
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