Zeb at the Ranch – Cowpies and Coffee Cups
Zeb at the Ranch – Cowpies and Coffee Cups
~ Volume 144 - August 8, 2014 ~
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There's absolutely nothin' "anti-cowboy" about it...I like to go 4-wheelin' with my wife and certain friends. I enjoy the climb up the mountain, I enjoy watching the eagles and hawks soar slowly and lazily through the air, I enjoy seeing the deer, the elk and even an occasional moose grazing in a meadow. I enjoy stopping in the shade of the pines and eating a sandwich and sipping on a cold ice tea...I enjoy 4-wheelin'...at least 'til last Saturday! Lawdy Miss Clawdy The Trip From Hell! It started off OK. We met some friends at an area where we could unload the 4-wheelers and head up into the hills, a beautiful day. We went about 15 miles and stopped for a homemade cinnamon roll that Goober had made...delicious! And then continued on our merry way. Well, not quite. My machine wouldn't start! "NeeNeeNeeNeeNee Nee" ground the starter, I choked, it, unchoked it, gassed it, kicked the tires and tried again and again!

NeeNeeNeeNeeNeeNee....VAROOM!....it started! Look out world, I had the accelerator pushed in and I was rocketing through the trees like a demon possessed – just to keep the #@!%$* thing running! After about 5 minutes of "NASCAR in the Trees" my 4-wheeler settled down and I joined up with the rest of my entourage. About 2 hours later, Don, our tour guide, said that we should stop at the Church Camp for lunch, how nice. There were about 30 men, women and children at the Camp performing various chores and playing certain games. We drove in, found an empty picnic table and unloaded our delicious bounty of food. So pleasant, yes, it was, sitting in the shade, visiting and enjoying a great day...until right now. We packed up our bags and everyone started off out of the Church Camp...but ME. NeeNeeNeeNeeNeeNee, the doggone thing wouldn't start AGAIN! Of the 30 people in the Camp, 31 were watching me become very exasperated...when suddenly VAROOM, it started! Look out! I yelled as I had the throttle stuck at full speed. Dirt, rocks, dead gophers, Popsicle sticks and coyote feces were being thrown 80 feet in the air as I tried to keep control of my runaway 4-wheeler. GO! GO! GO! I yelled to my ride mates, "Get on the trail I can't let this die again!" Don and his lady "hit" the trail at about 50 mph and I was definitely in hot pursuit. This "trail" had boulders the size of a Volkswagen and holes that could swallow an 18-wheeler, but I didn't care, I had my machine "runnin'" and I wasn't stopping for anything – rock or human! I sailed past my wife and our eyes locked on each other for a fleeting instant like "this is the end – I love you!" and I was gone - gone in a cloud of dust and cuss words! Up the mountain I went at record breakneck speed and all of nature got outta' my way! Tears were streaming down my checks and the fear of going off a cliff turned me into a crazed wild eyed lunatic!! At the very crest of the hill, I noticed the engine had started "purring like a Siamese kitten" so Whoa Big Guy – easy, easy! I was visibly shaken.

No one to my knowledge had ever gone that fast up that very dangerous life taking hill. I had been scared out of my wits with the stuck throttle but I had endured the wild ordeal with nothing more than wet pants...never mind, it was a warm day – they dried. Finally, the rest of my group joined me at the top of the hill and each one complimented me on my abilities for staying on my runaway Suzuki! It was at that moment when Ole' Don said "We're on the wrong trail, we have to go back the way we came"....my eyes narrowed and my hand rested on the grip of my pistol and I thought, "I wonder if they'll find his body underneath all these rocks!!"

Rain? You wanted rain? You got it, Cisco! "Holy swimmin' ducks" did we get rain this last week!! My arena was a lake, Twin Falls car dealerships had water up to the door handles and kids were kayakin' down Eastland Drive! Rain!? You bet your sombrero!

Don't forget Dr-History.com! Exciting episodes of the old West!!

God Bless America!

Our Pledge of Allegiance:
I pledge Allegiance to the flag
of the United States of America
and to the Republic for which it stands,
one nation under God, indivisible,
with Liberty and Justice for all.


Dear Lord: Please Bless and heal this land with your grace and power.
Help us to realize YOU are in charge as you were, as you are now and like
you'll be in the future. Forgive us for "straying off the trail" of what's right
and what's wrong and help us to appreciate what you've blessed us with,
the greatest Country in the world...America!
In Jesus Name.....Amen


Look up Hebrews Chapter 4 verse 12

GOD BLESS THE USA!

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