Newbrassky

[Marshal harpoluke]

 

[Delmonico]

After gettin' The Steam Traction Engine extracted from the brigde Leo didn't make strong enough, Delmonico heads on down the road.

[Leo Tanner]

It were strong enough for me ta get through. 

[Leo Tanner]

Think of the scene in Good the Bad and the Ugly.  BOOM!!!

[Silver Creek Slim]

Meanwhile, down by the big cottonwood, Slim gets the bonfire going for Trinity. 

[Sod Buster]

Seeming that all are asleep at the Ranch With No Name, Sod Buster enters the ranch house and tiptoes up the stairs to the cupola & lights a candle for the FFG and all the other pards he has lost this past year.    He then rides quietly back to his Soddy.

Sod Buster turns in for the night and says a prayer that God will watch over all of his pards here in the Great Plains of Nebrassky.

[MizMontana]

Any one hear from Little Rooster?

[Leo Tanner]

A spring equinox without a naked Trin Man just don't seem right.  I builted the fire an everthin.

[Silver Creek Slim]

Slim arrives with a sack of marshmallows.

[mestiza letty]

I got the hot dogs an' the coat hangers we could be set for a spell least we ain't starvin'

[Leo Tanner]

Looks like a Girl Scout stumbled onta the RWNN.

[mestiza letty]

Looks like a Girl Scout stumbled onta the RWNN.

How'd j'know

[Lucky Irish Tom]

Lucky Irish Tom rides in with a wagonload of supplies and notices the remains of a big bonfire, but no one is around.

[WaddWatsonEllis]

Letty Et Al.

I have to laugh every time someone mentions hotdogs ...

We were supposed to have a normal,HC-130 'Duckbuttt" out of Pease AFB, NH ...Fly halfway to Thule Greenland and bore holes in the sky for 11 or so hours and then RTB  (Return to Base). We took off with four engines that 'Ops Checked Normal' on the ground ... but by the time we were returning, our two out board engines were now at 'flight idle' and one of the inboard engines was 'iffy'... so rather than landing at back at Pease AFB, we ducked into Goose Bay, Labrador. BTW, A C-130 can maintain flight but not altitude on the two inboard engines .....

Since we had all planned to be in our own beds that night, none of us had brought money. And to make matters worse, the AC (Aircraft Commander) had reneged on the unspoken custom of kiting a check to cover his enlisted ...

So the senior NCO (he had been a Col. in WW II and took a Msgt/Flight mechanic's rating to stay in the cockpit), took everyone's money (it was like $14 and change) and promised to make sure we were fed .... (mind, this was in the days prior to ATMs and Credit Cards ...

He came back several hours later with two dozen hot dogs, and two dozen buns. He had 'five finger discounted' packs of relish, mustard and ketchup from the base bowling alley ....

But the piece de resistance was when he pulled out an extension cord and a couple of ten-penny or bigger nails. He cut the female end off the extension cord, stripped the wires and wrapped them around the nails. He then proceeded to punch one of the nails into each end of the hot dog ...

Then he plugged the extension cord into a wall outlet .... and as the hot dog sputtered and the lights flickered, he made sure none of us were hungry. One by one we were fed  .... and if someone told me this story, I would have said something like "Oh, what pitiful stuff' .... but I was there and saw it all.... and the hotdogs had this taste of zinc, but we all went to bed full ... *S*

TTFN,

[Silver Creek Slim]

Slim climbs the stairs to the cupola and open a windows to let in some of the cool night air. He sits down and thinks of all the friends who are no longer with us. Wind blows in the window and gets dust in his eyes.

[Delmonico]

Delmonico comes up and some of the dust hits him in the eyes also.

[Scattered Thumbs]

An older Scattered Thumbs drives to the No Name Ranch. The place is empty and looks abandoned. A sudden wind brings dust to is eyes. FFG is that you? He asks hopefully. But only the wind answers him back. He starts back the engine of is new fangled motor car, looks back at the decaying buidings and drives away feeling miserable.

[greyhawk]

An older Scattered Thumbs drives to the No Name Ranch. The place is empty and looks abandoned. A sudden wind brings dust to is eyes. FFG is that you? He asks hopefully. But only the wind answers him back. He starts back the engine of is new fangled motor car, looks back at the decaying buidings and drives away feeling miserable.

He didnt see the grey haired Aussie squatted on the sand ridge overlooking the old ranch - battered cowboy hat, winchester across his knees, eyes squinted up from sixty years of searching for cattle in red sand dunes and mulga, a little black and white mare rubbing her nose on his back sayin 'come on old feller lets move' -- he looks up and sees the grey hawk turning slow circles on a thermal above - always the hawk when she needed to talk - from ten thousand miles away these messages on the wind - now shes gone but still the birds come to him ....aahhhh . he turns to the little mare, sheaths the rifle, toe in the stirrup .................... Scattered Thumbs looks back from the first cattle grid - hmmmph - eyes are playin tricks with me today - coulda swore I saw a rider up there on that dune top ........
a hundred miles southeast of Birdsville he recovers his consciousness - takes a few wobbly steps till the head clears - no bones broken - finds his hat - sh%t the motor bike is wrecked - radio busted - hes lucky this time - somebody musta been lookin after him - only two mile to the windmill and trough in South Dunfords paddock then 15 mile to the homestead on a decent track - should be in about midnight unless they pick him up first - this coulda been a pine box job pretty easy!!