Just back from a few day out with old friends in Nevada. It was rocky, rough and FREAKING wonderful. I had the only SxS with my old Pards' on quads, we ran a few hundred miles total. Highs were near 60°f and lows about 40°f. We're all old timers but my one friend actually ran cows and cowboy'd out here in the 1970's...he knew every water hole and trail like the back of his hand. The other guy was a hard rock miner from way back and knows mines and geology, and we've been swapping lies for at least 30 years...
Met a few characters along the way, a trapper that we hadn't seen for a few years that had a couple of bobcats he'd cached. He said there is now an over abundance of mountain lions roaming about the area...a bit spooky taking a late night stroll to relieve oneself!...and there were s*** loads of coyotes and burros.
Anyway as Mark Twain once said... "A good time was had by All!!"...
Met a few characters along the way, a trapper that we hadn't seen for a few years that had a couple of bobcats he'd cached. He said there is now an over abundance of mountain lions roaming about the area...a bit spooky taking a late night stroll to relieve oneself!...and there were s*** loads of coyotes and burros.
Anyway as Mark Twain once said... "A good time was had by All!!"...
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