Yeah, but they taste soooooooo good deep fried......

Jim

I had to send my daughter up to the ranch house to get the oil for deep frying.

Frank, was that outside of Bakersfield?

Nice Hat BTW.

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Originally posted by Flippy:
Frank, was that outside of Bakersfield?

Nice Hat BTW.

Yep, about 5 miles north of the city in the foothills.

Frank, I know guys who are twenty years your junior unable to do this type of physical work.
Consider yourself blessed, not cursed!!
Plus you get to hunt some of the best country in the state.

---Mike

Jeez, haven't you guys in Kalifornya ever heard of squeeze chutes?

Makes for a long hard day doing it that way.

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Originally posted by Wendell Reich:
Jeez, haven't you guys in Kalifornya ever heard of squeeze chutes?

Makes for a long hard day doing it that way.

It's a lot harder to get people to come out and work a round up using squeeze chutes. If the boys can't rope, they won't come out.

That I can understand!

Me, I just always got suckered into it after the morning hunt ... sometimes before. No choice in the matter whether we used ropes or chutes. Oh well. We ate good and drank way too much afterwards.

I can attribute about half of my current aches and pains to one specific round up and one specific horse.

I hope that horse is dead now ... if not I may still go kill him.

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I can attribute about half of my current aches and pains to one specific round up and one specific horse.

I hope that horse is dead now ... if not I may still go kill him.

Man, I can sympathize with that. I still own the SOB that busted me up. Good thing for him there's kids involved.

Ha! That's right.

I have said for years (after stealing this phrase from someone) That it is not IF you will get hurt by a horse ... it is just WHEN and HOW BAD!

My sister has spent her entire life on a horse, almost literally. Breaking horses as a teen and getting an Equine Science dgree and working around horses for the first 27 years of her life. She has escaped major injury numerous times.

Me, nope, those darn things have it in for me.

Of all the scars on my head and face, they are all from horses or from my sister.

Fjold, sorry to hijack your thread! Beautiful county there. My Great Uncle lived in that area.

Horses are nothing when you're working around bulls, especially mean ones.

Two weeks ago I picked up a horned bull from my neighbor that belonged to me but had gone wild on the forest for the last 3 years or so. My neighbor who rounded him up said he'd been nice and calm and well-behaved. This was in the corral with all the cows around.

But, when I got him through the chutes and into my trailer, he didn't like that one bit even though I'd led him by letting some cows go first. After separating the cows out of the trailer, he started tearing up the trailer pretty bad. He knocked out the windows up front, anywhere where he could see some light. This was close to being a train wreck especially when the side trailer door came up and off the hinges. Three of us got the door back in place pretty damn quick, but this old boy could of made a mess out of us if he had caught on quick enough.

Finally he calmed down when I got the truck going. When I finally got him unloaded in my corral with an old granny cow already in there, he was a little better, but, he was looking at me through the fence and I know he would have liked to get a piece of me if he coulda.

You can probably find him in your grocery store right about now in the meat section.

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Originally posted by R. Walter:
You can probably find him in your grocery store right about now in the meat section.

Those mean ones are the kind ya like to do ballistic testing on.