The account of that was absolutely riveting @jcostiones!
@Jaymes - the floors are looking wonderful, and your entire house looks like a little slice of heaven - hope you enjoy many happy years there!
BTW - love this thread, it’s bringing back memories. I grew up on SAC bases, dad flew B-47’s. I vividly remember the Cuban Missile Crisis. We had an underground missile base close by. I was 8 or 9 maybe, and the air raid sirens went off day and night. Dad sat beneath the wing of his plane for days, ready to go if needed. The nuclear clock did indeed almost reach midnight. Thank god it didn’t come to that…
Also, my dad knows how to Dutch Oven cook too, but he passed the oven itself on to me. I’ve got a DO cookbook, will have to read up. Everything tastes great, cooked that way IMO. I’ll have to pick his brain a little about techniques.
The Wifeacita and I saw a herd of Longhorns. Contrary to popular belief they are not on every street corner next to the oil wells. I can count on one hand the times I’ve seen a herd.
No NDW seeing Bevo a million times does not constitute a herd.
A friend of mine and I saw the end of a rainbow in a field. The stupid leprechaun absconded with the gold before we could shoot it. This is Texas after all.
High school girlfriend and I were heading to Paleface Park, Hippie Hollow for a weekend of camping. Clothing is optional but strictly discouraged.
We’re driving on 71 and both are overwhelmed by raging hormones.
What follows isn’t our fault.
We couldn’t take the torture anymore so we pulled off into a field.
We might have removed some clothing and something might have happened on the trunk, since it was broad daylight others could have seen this. Oh well.
To get to Wied I take Alternate 90 and might grab some BBQ at Galvans in Richmond plus catch a few trains.
I’m hankering for Jaymes to report back or I’ll spill the beans about the last three rivers.
I’ll give some obscure hints. One can be mistaken as a rescue animal. The other two are rios hermanas, sister rivers. Again, all names are Spanish origin.