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| Morning sunrise in Ft. Worth |
We competed with half loaded blanks.. which kind of ticked me off.. so instead of the gunpowder going the normal like 15 feet.. it went like 7.. so you really had to slow down and ride and aim at your targets.. which I did.. and it worked out because..
Little Miss Maggie Mae aka The Royal Queen now has her some AQHA points on her and we won the Ladies Amateur division 🙂 I was so excited…
but, not so much when I got my check.. i’m not sure where the added 10 grand was….. but, by God I didn’t see it in my check… nor did they get me junk.. no jacket.. no 10 dollar plaque… nothing..
so screw it.. I’m going to buy myself one.. I mean it was the stockyard rodeo….
I’m starting to like the MSA more than the CMSA…. by means of junk and paychecks….
but, whatever…
That night.. we all ate at the H3 Ranch (http://www.h3ranch.com/)… and let me tell you what.. that was a good steak.. cooked perfectly. great bread, and potatoes… and just all around good food.. and the place had awesome history… if you read up on it… plus there was a sign that said if our service isn’t up to your standards, lower your standards… that was pretty darn funny…
after we had our bellies full.. we decided we’d go find a place to have a tasty beverage…. an adult beverage if you will…
and we walked up to Billy Bobs….. you see… to pick up on some long legged Mama’s….. we were looking good the way a cowboy should… in our new tony lama’s hahaha…. anyways.. that’s a good song.. we get into billy bob’s and it was big.. and nice.. and had a bunch of bars and a mechanical bull.. and they buck real bulls there.. but, none of that was going on.. but, I did happen to see that Dwight was going to be there in March…….. I wish I could be there to see that…. I love him.. haha…
well we had a beverage there.. and headed out for Pearls.. now that on the other hand is my kind of bar… there was a Texas swing band in there playing… slide guitars, fiddle.. ahhh I was thoroughly happy.. especially watching the peoples dance around.. I liked it…
So after they closed down we all walked back to our hotel.. and hit the hay for the next adventure that laid ahead for tomorrow…
I woke up from dreaming about the colt I posted a picture about the other day.. his name was 46 king…. I was so excited I couldn’t stand it…… then..first off.. Juanita (the ranch hands wife) gave us bogus directions.. and we went 2 hours out of our way trying to find their said ranch.. and I was pissed.. I called and she says to me “ohhhhh if you are in abilene you went to far” I’m like “no way captain obvious” she proceeded to tell me that she didn’t know how to get from abilene to he ranch.. she only knows the way from Fort Worth.. I explained that apparently she didn’t know that.. if she didn’t know the exit number… anyways… I google mapped that crap on my phone and got us there… through back roads and places in Texas we would have never seen before… and we happened upon this AWESOME little mexican hole in the wall restaurant.. where I decided I was going to try my luck with a Poblano pepper… holy crap it was good…
after getting our bellies full, we headed back towards that darn ranch.. we get there.. and I see the horse…. and we get over to that pen and the ranch hand man comes walking up… he’s like 4 foot nothing… has a hat shaped like a damn taco and his pants are tucked into his bright yeller boots.. wearing a off white vest…. seriously… I about busted out laughing…
well.. we get into the corral with these 2 year olds.. and I said.. tell me about this one.. while pointing at the one I went there to buy.. he tells me he didn’t like his attitude and gelded him on thursday……
Apparently I looked like I was about to explode… but, I didn’t…. and I’m going to save the ration of things that went through my mind and all that…….. and skip to the end…. we left there… and I’ll never go back… the guy said “what if I told you he was crazy and would have killed you, would you still have bought him?” I sarcastically told him that yes, I would have because his ass would have made a nice king baby with my king mare… and the fact that what one person thinks is crazy could just be spirited to me… and I WOULD HAVE LIKED TO HAVE MADE THE DAMN ASSUMPTION MYSELF……..
after we left there, it was a long ride to Oklahoma…. I complained a lot… and decided that he was inbred on that ranch.. and he was stupid just like the way he was dressed and people in Texas suck at directions……
Moving on to Oklahoma….. after we all got to Oklahoma and got the horses off of trailer and found us a clean place to sleep…. we went to sleep.. and I dreamed I punched the leprechaun dude from the south texas ranch in the face… and I woke up feeling better… and really hungry…. we ventured out for food… came upon this little place called “breakfast”.. went in there and ordered 1 egg scrambled, bacon crispy and a biscuit and gravy…… let me tell you what I got…. not so scrambled eggs ( I refuse to eat the whites of eggs unless it’s a deviled egg) greasy ass bacon and a microwave biscuit…. and to top it off… a 8oz styrofoam cup filled with some white substance….. I mean at least put pepper in it… to make it look like gravy….
I ate 1/4 of the biscuit and a half a piece of bacon and decided I liked my arteries more than that… so we left there.. and went to some ranch.. had nice horses.. but, I hate grey horses… refuse to ride them….
So we left there.. and went to another place.. and that’s where mi fell in love with some blue valentine/Hancock cross stallion…. which I brought home…
I really couldn’t see his beauty after I was blinded by the awesomeness of the King blood line horses… but, after we got him home and he demolished the round pen and tore through a 7000volt electric fence.. I kinda got excited… hahaha… we left there and drove all night back to South Carolina… I was never so happy to get across the Mississippi River….. I think Texas is beautiful.. but, there is something wrong with communication and some common sense in some of the ranchers down there… but.. I’m happy in Dixieland..