Blogorado 2019, Day 5

Yesterday (Monday) saw the end of our gathering for this year.  Some folks had to leave on Sunday, due to work commitments, but the rest of us gathered for a final breakfast at the Obligatory Cow Reference before heading out in all directions.  I tackled their Western Omelet, which was as delicious as everything else on their menu.  Their breakfasts are a highlight of our get-togethers, and I don’t think I’ve ever heard anyone complain about their quantity or quality. Miss D. and I headed south to Amarillo, where we met up with Alma Boykin and Old NFO for lunch.  As always, it was a

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Blogorado 2019, Day 4

Another fine, sunny day, with temperatures in the 70’s, much nicer than when we arrived!  We gathered for our usual breakfast at the Obligatory Cow Reference.  (To explain its name:  the restaurant isn’t actually called that, of course, but has a cow-related name.  Early in our Blogorado history, someone remarked that it was like an obligatory cow reference in a town that was, after all, founded towards the end of the great cattle drive period of Old West history.  The name stuck.)  I treated myself to their breakfast tacos and a short stack of flapjacks, which I couldn’t finish – they

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Blogorado 2019, Day 3

We kicked off Saturday, as usual, with breakfast at the Obligatory Cow Reference.  I renewed my acquaintance with their chicken-fried steak, topped with a generous helping of their spicy chili verde.  Accompanied by cottage fries and a couple of eggs, it was delicious. We headed out to the farm, where a couple of hours was spent preparing for the wedding celebration that afternoon.  Two of our long-term associates have decided to tie the knot, using another of our members to officiate.  FarmDad has welded together an entrance arch for the bride out of wheels from antique farm implements (which are apparently

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Blogorado 2019, Day 2

The cold snap left very cold temperatures in its wake.  When I got up yesterday (Friday) morning, the thermometer read a balmy 9 degrees Fahrenheit!  Needless to say, with that sort of cold, nobody did anything too strenuous on Friday.  We waited for the warmth to return.  We spent the day at the FarmFamily residence, eating, drinking and batting the breeze. Two of our number are getting married at this year’s Blogorado.  Farmdad has assembled a triumphal arch for them, with the aid of a number of old steel wagon wheels and his trusty welding torch.  It was moved into

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Blogorado 2019, Day 1

We had an interesting drive from North Texas to Colorado yesterday.  The massive Arctic weather front that dropped temperatures by over 60 degrees Fahrenheit in Colorado yesterday had moved well into Texas.  Miss D. and I ran into it just outside Chilicothe, where she took this amazing picture while I was driving.  It isn’t wide enough to tell the whole story.  (Clickit to biggit.) Those are four massive roll clouds in close formation, extending from one horizon to the other in an otherwise clear sky, as far as the eye could see. We were just under the first of them when she took that

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On the road to Blogorado 2019

Miss D. and I left this morning on our journey to Colorado, where we’ll join a group of fellow bloggers, writers and shooting enthusiasts for our annual Blogorado gathering. We’re not looking forward to the weather!  Yesterday the temperature at our destination dropped by almost 60 degrees (Fahrenheit), and tonight it’s supposed to be in the teens.  In contrast, here in north Texas we’ve had days in the mid- to upper 80’s for the past week or two, and pleasantly (but not excessively) cool nights.  We’re not packing our open-toed sandals for Colorado, but rather warm shoes, heavy jackets, gloves and other anti-shivering

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Food. Ye Gods and little fishes . . . food!

Our annual Blogorado gathering is coming up next weekend, and Miss D. and I have volunteered to provide supper on Friday night.  We therefore hit the road to Muenster, TX this morning, to Fischer’s Meat Market, which I’ve mentioned in these pages before.  It’s a truly magnificent German-style meat market, which breeds its own cattle, slaughters them itself, and processes the meat to produce all sorts of delectable goodies. We probably shocked the counter staff by ordering so much.  Thirty-odd bratwurst, thirty-odd bockwurst, eight pounds of coarse-ground peasant-style Braunschweiger, twelve pounds of German potato salad (the kind you eat warm), six pounds of sauerkraut, several pounds

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Rolling research

Miss D. and I are heading out for a ten-day research trip for my next Western novel, the third in the “Ames Archives” series.  We’ll be covering large areas of West Texas, Colorado and New Mexico, checking historic locations, following the routes that horse herds and cavalry patrols would have used, and generally making sure I have the terrain properly scouted out before I begin writing.  That’s important if one wants to be convincing.  Louis L’Amour was a great example in that regard, and I try to emulate his accuracy.We’re going to Blogorado, our annual gathering of gun-bloggers and friends, as part of

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On the ground at Blogorado

Miss D. and I arrived in Colorado yesterday afternoon, to check in with the gathering crowd of writers, bloggers and shooters at our annual Blogoradogathering.  It was great to exchange hugs and greetings with old friends, and make a couple of new ones, as we rendezvoused at the farm HQ.  The chatter was ceaseless as we caught up on each other’s news, inquired after those who hadn’t yet arrived, and giggled over inanities. There’s a fine crop of kittens at the farm this year (you’ll remember, it’s where we got Ashbutt a couple of years ago).  These aren’t tame at all, and avoid

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Blogorado 2018, Day 2

Breakfast at the Obligatory Cow Reference was as tasty as everyone remembered.  Unfortunately, this year the owner had forgotten to hire extra help, so the lone waitress on duty had to cope with all her regular customers plus an invasion of a score or so of hungry bloggers and shooters.  She was run off her feet, but did her best.  We all tipped generously, so I’m sure she scored a couple of hundred extra dollars to soothe her shattered nerves!  I had the huevos rancheros I mentioned yesterday, and they were delicious.  This morning, I may be wrong, but I think I faintly

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