Wary –the word within the word is well understood but vague.
- Lights, Phone, everything went out talking to George Noory! (oldironadventure.com)
Wary –the word within the word is well understood but vague.
I usually just take Old Iron (Jeep) up into the mountains to trout fish or explore. Today, I figured the sun was shining bright and I needed some Prana Energy so I peeled the bikini top off (the Jeep not me) and set out to see how the low road to Sheridan would be in Old Iron. The seats are probably original from 1969 and not comfortable so my right butt cheek fell off to sleep right away as I held the throttle down to a smooth 50mph!
I know, I am the guy in the old rig that y’all are cussin – but it is lifted and I could go 70 but I prefer a leisurely 50 miles per hour. 52 miles of bliss and ya know they say – Ignorance is bliss!
I roll into town and Sheridan is probably my favorite western town aside from Hot Springs, Montana. Hit the! local Taco hot spot and it is closed so I have to settle for Toxic Swill (Taco Bell). Satiated – I cruise town in Old Iron and Mojo hangs out the back barking and being a cool black Lab! Hit the truck wash and then park at Walfart (Walmart). I park way out so Mojo can relax and drink Gatorade, chew a rawhide, and smoke a doobie! I shop and get some fishing lures, Cherry Limeade, and Motrin and walk back out to the Jeep. I come out of Walfart and see about twenty people gathered around Old Iron. I am thinking “great, did Mojo get busted with doobie again?” He is just wagging his tail and happy as I walk up. A group of tourist from Scotland had never seen a dog left in a Jeep and were taking pictures of the Jeep and old Mojo.
Moral of the story – if ya wanna pick up hot old toothless women (or men) from Scotland – buy a 1969 Jeep, lift it, and throw your dog in back. It was really great meeting them and hearing about Scotland ! They loved the Jeep and Mojo – someone tonight will be getting a picture in their e-mail in Scotland of a cool dog and a sweet Jeep. I had no idea people thought the old beast was cool! Made my Day!
I ended the trip going to my favorite smoked extraordinary meat shop! The rack of ribs is $20 bucks for smoked ribs that are the best! I would rather just get some chicken and ribs smoked from Killy’s in Sheridan than eat out anyplace in Sheridan! Sure sometimes ya gotta fill the hole with Taco Bell – but Killy’s is the best meat in Sheridan period! http://www.killysmokehousedeli.com/ I brought home a rack of ribs and some chicken ! Good Eating! The cowboy beans are excellent, the salads are great, but the meat…is worth the drive! Just two more punches on my rib card and a free rack!
Thank you Jenni for introducing me to this awesome meat!
3.67 million Prius automobiles have been built and sold as of March 2013! Over half were sold in the US! GREEN! This car is touted as so green that it makes hippies dance without a hit from their bong.
For some reason, I just do not like the Prius. I have never driven one, never ridden in one, but I have been passed by one! I guess it is the irony of driving a Prius fast. It has not happened just once it has happened many many times. I was driving my 1997 Ford F350 with a 7.3 liter diesel at 75 miles per hour headed to Billings, Montana and bam there goes a Prius at 85 miles per hour – I thought well they might be charging their batteries on a downhill! I look down at the odometer and see that it is about to turn 400,000. I wonder how many Prius are about to turn 400,000? I think of the batteries in the Prius and Each battery pack uses 10–15 kg (22–33 lb) of lanthanum, and each Prius electric motor contains 1 kg (2 lb) of neodymium; production of the car is described as “the biggest user of rare earths of any object in the world.”
Whoa – the biggest user times 3.67 million Prius built = huge environmental impact!
I pull into the parking lot here in Lodge Grass, Montana at the local IGA! I spot a hippie getting out of a Prius! I am driving my 1969 Jeep CJ5. I am thinking wow Earth Day and I am driving an eco-friendly vehicle! Her Prius has a bumper sticker “MiSOULa” I guess Missoula Montana has a soul..cute and “Who Would Jesus Bomb” well we all know the answer to that – Muslims! Oh wait… Anyway, the Jeep is lifted with 35″ tires and the original engine, tranny, and transfer case! Yes, it has new axles Dana 44‘s out of a 73 Ford Bronco (re-use materials makes me a hippie?)
Wow, 2013 Prius with cool bumper-stickers and my 44 year old Jeep! Which is more green? Well, I guess we have to find out in 40 years if the Prius is lifted and still on the road!
Happy Earth Day! and remember dream of Whirled Peas…peace out!
Dedicated to Stephen Garcia –
“My father was very sure about certain matters pertaining to the universe. To
him, all good things–trout as well as eternal salvation–come by grace and
grace comes by art and art does not come easy.”
Same with 4-wheeling –
Today in pictures – from mud to dinner! Custer Battlefield, Custer Trading Post, Garryowen Museum
If you come on up to Crow Agency – there is really only one place to eat – Custer Trading Post!
Fried green beans and cheeseburgers – could anything be more American than driving a 43 year old Jeep over the mountain to Kirby? Kirby, Montana is no more than a blink of the eye bordering the Northern Cheyenne Reservation. I love 4 wheeling over ! This last weekend a good friend of mine stopped to drop off hay and said his mountain lion pelt is ready – shot just off the road to Kirby. In Montana, we usually have a gun in the truck/Jeep. Could that be construed as conquer in Mr. Goethe time? Are we the hammer?
Well, I was out hiking without the Remington 870 Tactical slung over my back. I had both dogs and came around the corner of the river and saw the most beautiful Mountain Lion! Now the Corgi sucked in and did not bark a word and ole Mojo let out a howl half way between “oh shit” and “please don’t eat us” and I realized I need to always carry a hammer!
I am not going to get into the politics of guns, Obama, or even the Police State of Amerika – because the bottom line in life is “choices”. If you want to live in the country and carry a gun good! If ya want a gun free zone either go to Chicago, a movie theater in Denver, or teach school in Connecticut.
In the lyrics of my favorite song – Aaron Lewis “Country Boy” –
‘Cause Hank taught me how to stay alive
You’d never catch me out the house – without my nine or forty-five’
Goethe wrote these words in the 1700’s and they hold true today!
Musings on the second half of my life