It was quite comical early in the morning as some of us ol' fardts were hobbling around the camp trying to get our backs straightened, knees loosened, and being able to stand upright.
Would be remiss if we did not thank Kent, and Cheryl, for preparing the breakfasts and Saturday dinner along with the many helping hands that joined the tasks. And, thanks to Ben (Crystal)and Thomas (Brandy) for the delicious pie and cake desserts. Hope I did not miss any other food bringers.
Of course, thanks to Dennis for all of his work in making those steels, setting up the shooting range/targets and running events. And, thanks to Blue for the big pig and chicken steels.
And, thanks to all who did a part to create the success.
The kids and ladies were excellent. I don't know Miss Lynn, but maybe she should bring her man-ogling and flashes next year - well, maybe.
I don't know Miss Lynn, but maybe she should bring her man-ogling and flashes next year - well, maybe.
Somehow I don't quite get your problem with me ogling Mark, and I don't quite get the "well maybe" part of me going anywhere near Quemado next year, but I will take that as a stay the hell away message from you to me.
This was the first time I ever made it to Quemado and to say I had a blast would be an understatement.
I got to see old friends and met lots of new ones. Kids running all over the place, guns, fine food, lots of stories (might have been a few 'tall tales')... what more could a fellow ask for. I was in 'hog heaven'!
Everyone chipped in to make the 'gathering' a success. A special thanks goes to Paul (hosting the event), Dennis (organizing the shooting events), and Kent (organizing the meals).
There has been lots of pics posted, so I'll just add a few.
These were our alarm clocks... cows started calling at daylight every morning. (First time I ever saw an elk)
I'm not sure what the discussion was about, but if Bob had the floor...
Chow-line
Shooting tent
Spectators/contestants for the shooting events.
Thanks again to everyone for making this an unforgettable trip.
Old Turd- Deplorable- Unrepentant Murderer- Domestic Violent Extremist
I don't know Miss Lynn, but maybe she should bring her man-ogling and flashes next year - well, maybe.
Somehow I don't quite get your problem with me ogling Mark, and I don't quite get the "well maybe" part of me going anywhere near Quemado next year, but I will take that as a stay the hell away message from you to me.
Have a good one.
Best get some thick skin and humorous attitude if you want to hang with this bunch.
And I'd be careful ogling Mark with Joy around... LOL...
[quote=krp And I'd be careful ogling Mark with Joy around... LOL... Kent [/quote] I'm pretty sure that he he doesn't affectionately refer to her as "The Warden" without a good reason.
Ben
Some days it takes most of the day for me to do practically nothing...
I don't know Miss Lynn, but maybe she should bring her man-ogling and flashes next year - well, maybe.
Somehow I don't quite get your problem with me ogling Mark, and I don't quite get the "well maybe" part of me going anywhere near Quemado next year, but I will take that as a stay the hell away message from you to me. Have a good one.
Now, now Miss Lynn - you opened the ogle comment can. You won't "get" any such problem because there isn't one having to do with your ogling guys pictured here or there on the 'Fire. Merely find this ogle more humorous.
The "maybe" is humorous as well - has to do with a fine lady who has graced us with her presence at this gathering - she's closely connected with Mark.
Your interpretive sensors seem to be uptight and working overtime - never, ever, have intended a "stay away" message to anyone and would not change that even for you. Come on down - join in - but might be good to come equipped with a sense of humor and some firma derma. This bunch does have fun and there is no immunity.
It was quite comical early in the morning as some of us ol' fardts were hobbling around the camp trying to get our backs straightened, knees loosened, and being able to stand upright.
But it was a grand time indeed...
^^^^This!^^^
Founder Ancient Order of the 1895 Winchester
"Come, shall we go and kill us venison? And yet it irks me the poor dappled fools, Being native burghers of this desert city, Should in their own confines with forked heads Have their round haunches gored."