South Branch Camp

As I mentioned in the first part of this shore-to-shore series, this was THE MAN RIDE.  Here are some of the many men.

Bobe a Chico, my darlin'

Lowell a Chico, the singer.

Goldie, the girlfriend

Shadow

 Of course, Lady, showing off her best assett, the jiggly butt.

 The Tramp, taking his nappy.

This is what we do in horse camp...sit around playing guitars, eating and of course, getting our hair cut.

 Mikey and Lowell a Chico

 Lowell's sidekick Ben.  This dog should really be called the Tramp because he hangs around at night pretending to shiver so pretty women will put him in their shirt.  It works.

 On the Picket line

 Did you ever try to include yourself in a group shot while taking the picture?  It's not easy.

Tom a Chico, our DW (designated whiner)

And this is Morgan, the Star of the trail ride.  Her nickname is also DW, but stands for Dog Walker.  She could be seen every day and night walking numerous different dogs.  25Cents per dog walk of course, she had quite a racket going until that fateful night when she swallowed the profits but we won't go there yet.  Morgan is 8 years old and came with her wonderful, generous, brave Granny. Kim. Also known as Pocahontas because she has that dang gorgeous silky black hair that won't even grow a gray hair even though she is a granny. Hmmmffhh.

Here they are seen riding around camp in the evening.  My granny never did that with me.