The Beginning.

Calamity couldn't make it this year but we managed to do the trip without her.  Our safety record was broken when I got a black eye while laying over in Cheyenne.  No, I wasn't flirting with a married man...I was throwing a picket line over the top of the horse trailer when it fell short and got hung up on the roof vent.  I'm standing on the fender, trying to see what the hang up is...one good yank and the picket line hardware wailed into my eyebrow.  No, I wasn't looking the other way...it happened that fast.  Instantly I had a balcony peering over my eye with lovely colors to match.  I was knocked senseless.  I suppose I could wear an eye patch for a couple of weeks, come to think if it, I always wanted to be a pirate.  A little ice and I was good as new. 

The Lambrusco and chocolate helped too.  Not only are we true survivors of roughing it out on the hot and dusty trail, we travel in style.  Paramount Peggy turned me on to a chilled glass of Lambrusco a couple of years ago on a ride.  I added the chocolate to the mix. This is what sets this cowgirl bunch apart from the rest.  We add class to our trail ride excursions and camp in style. 

Next stop, Cheyenne to enjoy Frontier Days.  It was hot and we shopped like cowgirls with the rhinestone fever!  A cowgirl stampede headed down main street to the western wear shops.  Real troopers we were!  We fought and clawed our way to the western sale boot rack...with no reportable injuries. Latigo-Lucy tried on every pair of boots in the store with Lariat-Lori trailing in second place.  I felt sorry for the young sales clerk that had to put away all those boots!  A proven veteran of many boot purchases, I only needed to try on one pair.  A pair of Lucchese blue ostrich caught my attention and my credit card. 

Of course after you buy new boots, you have to wear them right out of the store...right girls?    Lucy & Lori were naturals when it came to modeling their new stuff.  Nothing is too good for these girls.  They are now the proud owners of a pair of Ariat boots.  They are going to have fun, bar none!

We pitched camp at Lisa and Steve's ranch outside of Cheyenne.  I certainly wasn't expecting Lisa to cook for us!  Their son Casey likes to practice roping.  This kid was so cute, it made me realize that I forgot to have some of my own.  No doubt about it, this young cowboy has the west flowing through his veins.  

 After throwing a rope or two, the cows were getting the hang of it and avoided the cowboy kid at all cost. 

Here's a couple of Burger King shots for you.

If you have small children, or have PETA friends with you...you might want to have them leave the room.  

Char-broiled, medium rare, tomato slices, pickles...

WHO FARTED?

The carbon-monoxide alarm in my LQ trailer is very sensitive.  It will go off when you use too much hair spray or if you go heavy with the perfume.  Needless to say the alarm will go off should you break wind.  Since my dog doesn't get it, I don't allow him in the camper with me anymore.  Also, the alarm will go off if you leave the toilet seat up.  I think that has something to do with combustible gases, ignite, explosion...see why this can be a problem?  I explain all this to my sister since she is traveling with me...and guess how many times this thing went while off on this trip?   So we both blame the other for pooting in the camper.  We didn't dare light a match or candle near that trailer the entire trip!

Girls having fun.

My sister is not a drinker.  However, I think somehow after five hundred miles of being in the cab of the truck with me all day...it drove her to a wine cooler or two.  Since I have a headache from the ricochet picket line hardware bouncing off my forehead, I decide to go to bed early.  Later this is what I find out that I have missed.  Wendy is demonstrating how to brand a cow or horse, in this case...it's Latigo-Lucy.  Lucy thought this was the next best thing to getting a tattoo.  Now I ask you, is this silly stuff or what?  I think Lucy wanted to experience what it was like for a cow or horse to get branded.  Of course, cows and horses don't quite look this stupid posing for a photo like this one.  Way to go, wait until Mom sees this one! 

Now it's time to say goodbye.

Now that we've eaten their food, asked to see their home owners policy and made royal butts of ourselves...Lisa and Steve are glad to send our entire crew back down the highway.  Off we go with no supervision. 

First, we had to pose like bowlegged hoosiers from Missouri for this photo. 

But wait, you can't get rid of us yet!  We have to break down and, perform minor road repairs. Where's my friend Calamity when you need her?  I need more duct tape! I can't believe I bottomed out at that last railroad crossing - my sister must weigh more than I thought! So here I am making a repair with duct tape to repair a black water holding tank under the frame.   Yes, I did  get light headed working under the trailer!  I can't believe I shaved my legs for this!  We make adjustments and we are on our way. 

As it turned out it was a fun trip, worth shaving your legs for.  The group was great to travel with.  I did try something new this year while in the mountains.  I pampered myself with a pedicure for the first time.  It was on top of Devils Canyon in the Bighorn Mountains.  I was thrilled to receive the royal treatment.  You see, I only take my boots off, for one thing and one thing only.  That's right, to clean the house.  My feet are very modest.  I never new my feet could be this happy!  I feel like dancing!  So this is how the rich and famous live.   

On our trip back we stopped in to ride in the Badlands, South Dakota.  If you want to see cowgirls having a great time on top of a mountain...then click on the link.  
 Badlands South Dakota. 

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