I was sure ready for Joe and Wayne to show up on Friday. As soon as I could pry them away from the table, we hit the road.
I'll admit to jabbering a little more than usual as the excitement of finally getting underway was really on me... OK! So I was excited all the way to the ranch. At least my partners were patient listeners.
We met at a motel Saturday and once situated got our butts over to Woody Blackwells place where we were greeted with a cold drink and hot food... some great smoked brisket, turkey and the best creamed corn I've ever had.
It was hard to get a word in edgewise even with guys stuffing their faces full of the great grub.
We'd assemble the following morning for the trip to La Pryor and make a pit stop at the WalMart and the feed store in Uvalde on the way.
I'll give the other guys a shot at filling in as I go and besides, I don't have a ton of pictures to show.
I'd loaned my camera to the wife a while back and it came back to me broken. Fortunately she got one of her own for Christmas.
My new camera was on order but didn't arrive in time for the trip so I had to humble myself and borrow Billie's if I wanted a camera for the trip.
With the admonition to "be careful with it", I bit my tongue and determined to return it in pristine condition.
Considering the extremelyl dusty conditions at the ranch I kept the camera in it's soft case, wrapped in a bandana, stashed in a polar fleece cap in the bottom of my pack for most of the trip.
I'll get rolling with my portion of this tale in the morning.