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Kieth and Gordon...

We had to darken this pic down a bit as Bart was afraid taking another pic of him would steal his soul...grin

Shame there weren't a real soul collector there..

Austin, Kim and Chase. (guides)

Pat came ready to fish...grin

Pat never travels without his Popeil's Pocket Fisherman.

It was a damn fine huntin' weekend, and those who wussed outta it should be busier than a one-legged man in a azz-kickin' contest for a good long time (not that I would name names, of course... okay, Les).

It was hot & windy, so we didn't see or kill as many pigs as we might have otherwise, but we sure as hell ate like pigs, and we did kill a few beers. Bart & Pat cooked up some su-PERB vittles. Couple of the boys got Axis bucks (beautiful trophies, IMHO), and some of us collected some porcine protein, but it was mostly just a good time with the dang friendliest bunch of people I've got together with in a while. (Including Yours Truly, although there might be some who will allege otherwise, such as on Saturday morning, when I allegedly uttered some cantankerisms, but in my defense, my serum caffeine titre was seriously low there for a bit, and I ain't admitting ANYTHING on advice of my attorney, Isaac, who pre-paid his inevitable losing 2010 college football bullet bets to many of us to save on UPS charges come fall...) Bart & Pat channelled each other's cousins and kept the rest of us in stitches around the cigar fire, er, I mean the campfire not to mention cooking some amazing meals, as previously mentioned.

There was ZERO cell phone service, which was a blessing for those of us who are cursed to live at the whim of the Electronic Leash. Pat & me had a couple good conversations about that. We pretty much figured out that everyone there has ADHD, except maybe Terry, who is that lovely red-headed gal a couple pages back posing with her pig & her rifle. Bobby was the hero of the weekend, but I'll leave that story to others closer to the action.

Just got back to San Antone, myself... I took the long way back, down thru Rocksprings and Del Rio. I've wanted to see Del Rio since I first read a biography of Judge Roy Bean back in the day and McCarthy's "No Country for Old Men" several years ago. One more item off the Bucket List.

That hill country on Hwy 55 south toward Uvalde is simply breathtaking. I had no idea. Then I took a "shortcut" across to Brackettville after getting directions from a couple nice fellows in green fatigues at a Border Patrol checkpoint (they had a beautiful German Shepherd sniffer dog who thought the leftover greasy roadside fried chicken I'd bought in Rocksprings smelled as good as cocaine, but in the end he proved to be a sucker for the dog biscuits I had with me, as long as his Boss was the one that fed 'em to him), switchbacked to Del Rio, and tooled around a bit. No cell phone service the whole way until I hit Hwy 90, which got a bit eerie after about 60 miles of not seeing another vehicle, person, horse, or cow in that lovely open country. Saw a lot of Border Patrol guys workin' hard outside of that lonely stretch, though, which was nice to see.

Had a cup of coffee and an ice cream cone while contemplating Judge Roy Bean's gravesite in Del Rio, which I thought was an appropriate way to end the weekend. I expect the ol' Judge would've fit in pretty well with the 'Fire crowd that assembled in Telegraph, Texas, this past weekend. Or maybe it was us that would've fit in well with the Judge.

Nice and it is some pretty country isn't it? Tough but pretty.

Yes, it is, Scott. But the best good country, like the best good women, has to be both. Just my humble.

Agreed, tough is what adds to the charm.

half of the Friday night feast



A bit of Canadian libation...freshly imported









You would not believe the schitt we scared!!!!

No blood,she just prettied that pig to death. Bob

Please tell me Bart wasn't wearing his Crocs again.......

I can't promise that but at least they weren't pink this time........

sorry but yes he was....my girl thought them lovely.......home just a few minutes ago...great trip with a great group....gotta sleep now 5 hrs of sleep in 3 days has caught up

This one happened to be a Spider man fishing rod all of 3 feet long.

I have several group pictures and some fishing successes, but not going to do the work right now to get the pictures up.

One thing is for sure, we had two really good cooks. Pat boiled a 1,000 to a million lbs of mud bugs and crabs, Bart lived at the BBQ pit for 12 or so hours with the briskets, protecting the beer and drinks which happened to be in the same area.

The virtual campfire...



I was privileged to hunt with a member of the mujaheddin

Dan you went to bed early enough......you just have to go to sleep.....

My gaaaawwwd, what the in the wild, wild world of sports is going on? Where are you people? Bart I know is sleeping ......until about Tuesday!

Well, I'm at work so I'm reading all of this....don't forget to PM me the "good" pics from the trip Keith!