Life of Nobody

[Adios]

I will never get bored of your life, Hawk

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

Damn nice elk! Meat for a year. I so wanted to go elk hunting this year.

[Adios]

Damn nice elk! Meat for a year. I so wanted to go elk hunting this year.

We had a group rule, if you helped you got an equal share. Shooter gets the backstraps though.

[P3nT4gR4m]

Awesome - you made a swing out the elk's head! 

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Awesome - you made a swing out the elk's head! 

If you look close the front quarters are hanging behind me.

[P3nT4gR4m]

Also the bicycles. Admit it - you're one of those - dangle everything from the ceiling - freaks aren't you? This sick perversion of yours, coupled with the - liking twilight - thing has just driven the last nail into the coffin of our friendship 

[BadBeast]

Somehow I must have disabled the notifications on this thread, so I've just been half an hour catching up, from post 117. I haven't been riding since the end of last summer, and after reading all that righteous equine stuff, I'm going to arrange some moar riding for my serenity.
An old GF of mine owns and trains showjumpers, so I REALLY need to get up there and take advantage of her fine huge warmbloods. And I know I'm going to ache and hurt for a week, but Horses are special. Along with dogs, they are the first domesticated animal, and we have almost been part of each others evolution, for a very long time indeed. Only 80-90 years ago, everyone would have been a lot more familiar with Horses, seen them everyday, regularly been carried to the next town by them, but now, I doubt if one person in every 80 can ride one. They have been sacred over here since well before the Celts got here in 500BC.
I live in the last town in Britain that still has Dray Horses delivering all the Beer to the Pubs, huge 18 hands high Shires, with feathered feet, each weighing over a ton. The ones I ride are nearly as high at the withers, but much less bulky, maybe just over half the weight of a shire. Heavier boned than thoroughbreds, but much more personality, and stamina.   

      

And thanks for the posts Hawk, totally enjoying them Mate.

[Adios]

Also the bicycles. Admit it - you're one of those - dangle everything from the ceiling - freaks aren't you? This sick perversion of yours, coupled with the - liking twilight - thing has just driven the last nail into the coffin of our friendship 

I had at that time 2 full sized 4X4 vehicles I parked in the garage. There wasn't room for anything to be on the floor.

[Adios]

Somehow I must have disabled the notifications on this thread, so I've just been half an hour catching up, from post 117. I haven't been riding since the end of last summer, and after reading all that righteous equine stuff, I'm going to arrange some moar riding for my serenity.
An old GF of mine owns and trains showjumpers, so I REALLY need to get up there and take advantage of her fine huge warmbloods. And I know I'm going to ache and hurt for a week, but Horses are special. Along with dogs, they are the first domesticated animal, and we have almost been part of each others evolution, for a very long time indeed. Only 80-90 years ago, everyone would have been a lot more familiar with Horses, seen them everyday, regularly been carried to the next town by them, but now, I doubt if one person in every 80 can ride one. They have been sacred over here since well before the Celts got here in 500BC.
I live in the last town in Britain that still has Dray Horses delivering all the Beer to the Pubs, huge 18 hands high Shires, with feathered feet, each weighing over a ton. The ones I ride are nearly as high at the withers, but much less bulky, maybe just over half the weight of a shire. Heavier boned than thoroughbreds, but much more personality, and stamina.   

      

And thanks for the posts Hawk, totally enjoying them Mate.

The second pic looks like an aerial shot but that also looks like a boot in the top left.

[BadBeast]

Yeah, I think it was taken from a Microlight.

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Yeah, I think it was taken from a Microlight.

Ah, and glad you're still enjoying the read.

[Juana]

I love your Colorado stories and they make me want to get back on a horse. When were you in Elizabeth?



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...they make me want to get back in a horse...

[Juana]

  

[Adios]

I love your Colorado stories and they make me want to get back on a horse. When were you in Elizabeth?



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In the 90's. I used to own the Running Creek Grill.