Sunday, May 12, 2013

Stuck in Abilene

A couple of weeks ago – give or take a few days – the monitor for the RV rear view camera went kaput. We shipped it to the manufacturer for repair and they said they would keep it until we called with an address to ship it to.

Knowing that we would be in Abilene for several days Monte contacted the repair facility and gave them the address of the office here (with their permission).

The company shipped it last Monday, UPS, and it had a delivery date of Friday, May 10, by end of day. No updates all week from UPS. Finally on Thursday 11:45 pm we got our first update - “Delivery Exception – Late Train – Arrival Dallas” Then - Friday morning at 8:15 – arrival, Mesquite, Texas (still delivery by end of day Friday). Then miracle of miracles – that arrival in Mesquite was changed from 8:15 am to 5:33 pm. So we knew we were stuck. Next update - departed Mesquite at 1:05am Saturday morning. It is now 7:30 Sunday evening and we have no idea where it is or when it will get to Abilene. A lady in the office here said that usually when a UPS package leaves Mesquite it takes 2 days to get here – 195 miles, 3 hours.

So here we sit, in an entirely empty Taylor County Expo Center (the Clydesdales are still here) – Very happy that they are not kicking us out. Still getting that Texas hospitality.

Note the Budweiser Clydesdale Haulers in the distance.
There are 3 of them.
And at the time of this picture there were 2 other
motorhomes - now 1 other.


Speaking of Texas and wide open spaces...
Yesterday there were hundreds of
rigs in this lot.
The words of the old song - “Did he ever return, no he never returned” keep running through my head.




Western Heritage Classic – Abilene, Texas – Episode 2

The Ranch Rodeo


First – I have a confession to make. I believe that I am the only person ever born in Oklahoma and living in their 6th (ouch) decade of life to have never attended a rodeo. Now I can put that shameful secret behind me – as we attended the Ranch Rodeo at the Western Heritage Classic.

This is a ranch rodeo, not a professional rodeo. These are real cowboys from real working ranches participating in events that mirror their everyday life. (Real cowboys don't ride bulls). There were 10 ranches competing against each other for top honors. 8 teams from Texas ranches, one from Oklahoma and one from Nebraska.

Please understand when looking at these pictures – it is – I found out – just about impossible to take good pictures of moving horses with an iPhone. 

On to the rodeo

Opening event – The National Anthem.

Sung as it was meant to be sung – no embellishments to the melody and every cowboy and everyone – EVERYONE - in the audience covered their heart with their hat (white cowboy hats outnumbered every other hat 20-1 (ball caps 100-1) ) or their hand. These folks take their patriotism, and their cowboy hats, seriously.

 
 
In each of the following events points were awarded to the ranches not to the individual cowboys.

Bronc Busting

This is not how horses are broken to saddle in this day and age. However, every cowboy must be able to ride a bucking horse as you never know when the one that your saddle is on will buck. In this event the cowboys use their everyday saddle and stirrups, bit and bridle and saddle the bronc themselves. This was much in evidence when a cowboy and his saddle slid down the neck and over the head of his horse. He did not get a very good score on that ride and is probably still paying the price among his peers for his mess up.





Cutting Cattle


These cattle were, I believe, yearlings. Each had a number. 4 team members, on horse back, lined up on one side of a line with the cattle on the other. When a number was called out the clock started and one cowboy would head in to the herd, cut that number out and drive him back across the line. The other 3 cowboys had to keep all the other cattle on their own side of the line. Once the correct number was across the line he had to be roped, head and hind leg, and put on the ground. The ropes were immediately removed and the clock stopped. Cattle #4 was the comic relief as when his number was called and the cowboy almost had him across the line, he decided that he did not like this so much that he not only headed back to the herd but jumped the fence to get back in the corral. 
#4 Planning His Escape if necessary

#4 Making Good On His Escape Plans
I wish I had a picture of him going over the fence.
 
 

Calf Branding


Don't worry – no animal was actually branded. A herd of calves and momma cows was brought in. The cowboys had to wade in, lasso a calf, get it to his team mates, on the ground, who would hold it down as another cowboy brought in a “branding iron” that had been dipped in talcum powder. Then they had to get a second calf and do the same. As soon as the second calf was released the clock stopped. 2 teams were working the herd at the same time. 



Team Sorting


A herd of 30 cattle were brought in. Each animal had a number 1 through 10. So there were 3, 1s, 3 2s, etc. Again 4 team members. A number was called out, one cowboy would go in and cut the 3 number whatevers from the herd while the other team members kept the cut cattle from going back to the herd or the herd from crossing the line (not easy in the least). After all 3 were across the line they had to get herded in to a round pen. Too often after cutting 1 or 2 out of the herd they would get past the horses and back to the herd and it was in general a chinese fire drill. It was amazing, even with the clock running, how patient both cowboy and cowhorse were. It was fascinating to watch these horses work the cattle.

The Main Event! WILD COW MILKING


Not only are the cows wild – the event is wild. One wild cow is let lose. One cowboy on horseback has 2 chances to lasso the cow. If lassoed, then 2 other cowboys come in to control the cow. The cow must remain standing. A 4th cowboy comes in with a beer bottle (yes a longneck beer bottle) and must get some (not a lot) of the cow's milk in to the bottle. It was a riot! Lots of clinging to cow tails and being dragged around the arena by said cow's tail.

The Cows - Don't be lulled in to a false
sense of security thinking these girls are
calm and tame!


 
None of the cattle involved in the rodeo are like timid, tame, dairy cows. These are all straight off the ranch wild cattle. Each event in the rodeo has real world application for these cowboys and their horses. I think this was way cooler than going to a professional rodeo.

Congratulations to Swenson Land & Cattle Company for their 2nd win in a row. There were also awards for “Top Hand” (best cowboy) and “best all around horse”. So each cowboy and his horse was being scrutinized at all times regardless of what the clock was doing.

The event was great, the people we met were amazing – the most friendly, welcoming folks you can imagine. A special shout-out to Penny and James Fowler who we met at the fiddlers contest. They own Lone Star Farms in Desdemona, TX and raise quarter horses and thoroughbreds. They invited us to their home but it is 80 miles in the wrong direction of travel for this trip. Next time through Texas – I plan on stopping there and seeing a real Texas spread up close and in person.

Western Heritage Classic – Abilene, Texas – Episode 1

We did not really know what we were in for when Shelley made RV reservations at the Taylor County Texas Expo Center to attend the Western Heritage Classic. We found out that we were in for a good time – Texas style. Both the participants and the attendees (we being the exception) are serious ranch people. They have cattle and some of the smartest and most well trained horses to work the cattle and dogs, lots of dogs. We were in one of the few “regular” Rvs. People that camped – and there were hundreds of them - were mostly in horse trailers where the front part is RV and the aft area is for the horses. The event is attended by literally thousands of people.

This was the 27th year of this 3 day event. Activities are designed to embrace the essence of the cowboy lifestyle. The showcase event is the Ranch Rodeo but also included were the world's largest bit and spur show, a chuck wagon cook-off, matched horse races, children's rodeo, cowboy poet/singers, western artisans, a fiddlers contest, ranch horse and cowdog clinics and I'm sure I'm forgetting something. I can't write about each event so have chosen the Bit and Spur Show, the Chuck Wagon Cook-off and the Matched Races for this blog. (The Ranch Rodeo will be addressed in a separate blog entry).
 

Bit and Spur Show (and Western Collectibles)

 
Now, we had no idea what a bit and spur show was and how something like that could be the “world's largest”. Now we know. 2 huge buildings filled with bits and spurs and saddles and lassos and chaps and all things cowboy – even a few six-shooters. The prices on the the spurs was astronomical. These are not things to be worn but to be put in the safe or safety deposit box. I saw some $275 spurs but also some $1,275. Saddles – who knew - $6,000? There were lots of $6,000 saddles for sale – don't know if any sold but they were there. I wish I had taken more pictures at the show as many of these spurs and bits really were works of art.



Chuck Wagon Cook-off

Chuck wagons were judged on authenticity of their wagon and prepared food. I did not count how many teams there were but at least a dozen – probably more. They set up on Friday and the authenticity judging was done the. Saturday morning the competition cooking started. Every team cooked the exact same meal – country fried steak, gravy, beans, fried potatoes and onions, rolls, and cobbler. We were able to get tickets to eat these fine vittles (got that? Vittles) and from looking around at everyone's plates you could see that although the menu was the same at each wagon – the food was different in many regards. My guess is that they served about 800 meals and everyone was happy and no one went away hungry.




Carla Hall (on our left) from Top Chef and The Chew

Carla Hall (on our left) from Top Chef and The Chew
if you have ever seen her on TV - this is totally her personality.
They were making cobbler but talking about cooking beans
and the cook was saying how they lay out the beans and count them and
it must be 239 beans per batch - not 240 (she was serious)


Matched Horse Races


The races were to start at 4pm. The crowd started gathering at 2 and by 3 we were packed in like the proverbial sardines – they said that there were 3,500 there – all trying to see a very short straight race track. The horses, mostly quarter horses I guess, run 2 at a time. However they are not really matched against each other but they run against the clock. I'm not sure how many pairs there were – at least 14 or 15 – and the top 8 times then run heats for the win. Each pair of horses walk the length of the track, when they get just past the starting line (so they are facing away from the way they will run), the judge drops the flag, the horses turn as fast as they can and haul ass and everyone screams and spills their beer and pops another top. We could only see the start and about half of the track, once they passed us – we had no idea what happened and the loud-speaker system of course went on the fritz. But, it was definitely fun.


Parade the Colors
"Six White Horses"
They had amazing blue eyes.



A few pictures from the Expo grounds:


I cannot control 2 smallish dogs when walking them on a leash.
The Clydesdales are amazing.

Clydesdales perform at the rodeo

Texas Hood Ornament

 

On to the Ranch Rodeo...











Thursday, May 9, 2013

FRIENDS

One of the great joys of traveling is meeting and getting to know new friends.

A greater joy than that is reconnecting and spending time with life long friends.

When Shelley was born in Oklahoma City in 1954 her family lived on a street where the baby-boom was in full explosion mode. In a half of a block there were 34 (give or take a kid or 2) children under 5 years of age. There were many strong bonds of friendship made among the many parents on the street and M.A. and Jack Hannifan, who contributed 3 children to the total, were some of Shelley's parent's best friends. 

Before too long most of the families on the street had dispersed not only to other parts of Oklahoma City but, as in the case of our family, had moved out of state. In all the intervening years many of the families stayed in touch. Even after the death of Jack Hannifan in 1985 and M.A.'s remarriage to Neil Osgood in 1989 and the death of Shelley's mom in 1995, M.A. and Shelley's dad stayed in touch.

Last summer when we had a memorial service for Shelley's dad in Oklahoma City, M.A., her daughter Brooke, and Neil drove up from Dallas for the service. It was wonderful to see M.A. and Brooke after so many (I hate to admit it) decades and to meet Neil. It was then that I realized that M.A. is the last surviving parent from the Andover Court crowd.
M.A., Neil, Brooke
June 2012
I did not really get a chance to visit with M.A. last summer so when we were planning this summer's trip one of the priorities was a stop in Plano, TX. We spent Tuesday evening with M.A. and Neil and had a wonderful time. The talk was non-stop and although we did not come close to getting all caught up on what has gone on and is going on and will be going on, we were able to make a dent in it. As too often happens when I start visiting with folks – I forget to break out the camera. This time I only remembered as we were getting in the car to leave.

Neil and M.A. Osgood

Neil, M.A., Shelley
Our hope is that before too long M.A. and Neil will come visit us in Bay Saint Louis.

Movin' on West.




Tuesday, May 7, 2013

George W. Bush Presidential Library and Museum – SMU Campus – Dallas Texas

After a basically uneventful week spent at Barksdale Air Force Base in Bossier City, LA we have moved on west to The Big “D” - Dallas Texas.

We only have one day to spend here and really the only reason we are here is to visit friends but, more on that later. Since we were in the 'hood we decided to check out the George W. Bush Presidential Library and Museum that just opened to the public on May 1st.


The library is located on 23 acres on the campus of Southern Methodist University in Dallas Texas. Why SMU? I have no idea. President Bush – 43 (his dad was 41) was raised in Midland TX not Dallas and attended Yale not SMU.
Edit:  I am informed that Laura Bush attended SMU and on occasion President Bush teaches or sits in on classes!  My cousin, Carpenter Parham, attends school here as did my cousins Blake and Hunter Merritt.  Carpenter says that he sees the Pres and his secret service retinue walking around the campus grounds. 

The museum is not cheap to go to. Tickets are $16 each (ours were $10 each for retired military) and it is $7 to park. So I was expecting something great. Other Presidential Library/Museums we have gone to are Lincoln's, Truman's, and F.D. Roosevelt's, and homes like Jefferson's and Washington's, Monroe's and Hoover's . I'm missing some others but you get the idea – we had something to judge against.

This was, well – underwhelming. It is nice, it is large, it is well done but yet it is - sparse - that is the only word I can think of that adequately describes it - sparse. I know it is a Presidential Museum and the emphasis should be on the years of his presidency however, there should still be background on his life before being president. There is some on his life as a child in one of the videos but nothing about his school life, life at Yale, years as Governor of Texas etc etc and very little of his life since the presidency. It took us about 1.5 hours to tour museum and that much time was due to watching 3 videos which were well done.
9-11 Memorial

Oval Office remake


Oval Office
 
Barney and Miss Beazley
Barney passed away Feb. 1, 2013
Miss Beazley still lives with the Bush family
 
The highlight, low-light, irritating light of the Museum was the parking lot - or rather getting out of it.  When you go in you get a ticket.  To leave you insert your ticket and then your credit or debit card.  We followed instructions - and repeated the steps at least a half dozen times.  By the time the parking lot restraining arm let us out we had tried 4 cards and had at least a half dozen cars lined up behind us.  Hopefully those waiting are from Dallas are are used to huge traffic backups because there are plenty of those around here.  I think you can tell what part of the country we are in as not one person honked while we looked like we were having a Chinese fire drill. (that is probably not politically correct these days is it?)

After the museum we drove around the SMU campus. It is lovely with quiet tree lined streets and broad open green areas.

SMU Mustangs
as seen through the bug stained windshield
A quick trip through downtown Dallas finished our day in Dallas. We drove through Dealy Plaza past the spot where President Kennedy was assassinated but did not stop – it was lunch time and Dallas traffic was crazy - imagine that.

Now we have a wonderful evening to look forward to. More on that in the next blog.