This blog is too good not to share. I love Charlie’s sense of humor!! I have to say I’ve always been thankful my kids were allergic to horses because I can’t imagine myself on a horse. After reading Charlie’s blog I’m missing out on the adventure. I’ve said it before, if you’re not following Charlie, you should. He’s awesome!!
Five hundred feet below me the rocks of the Sierra Madre mountains appeared unforgiving, the guide called out, ‘It’s okay the horse knows where it’s going.’ I decided to leave my fate in the hands of a Mexican pony and sat back in the saddle. Eventually we came to a clearing by a stream and there was a picnic. Many hours later, with buttocks safely back in the bar, I finally realised why cowboys walk the way they do .
Later that evening we found a seat in the bar and I made yet another discovery; cowboys stand at the bar in saloons. This bar had a TV I’m not a fan of TV’s in bars, it was stage right so we sat stage left. I say sat; I tried perching on my hip, but this made me look like male model with hemorrhoids; at least here I could see the…
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