Few more pictures.
The priest with the collar and the red plaid fannel shirt.....that was a set up by Charlie. He told the local priest that Ron McDonald came from Tasmania and had been thinking impure thoughts and needed some blessing. Ron was almost speechless.
The antelope yearling was left and adopted the ranch family, staying in the yard and the family dog protecting it. They call me the antelope whisperer.
Mornings and most evenings we eat at the ranch, but one night we eat prime rib in town. A slab of cow filling a plate, salad bar, potato, etc, ice cream, $17.
There are a couple photos of John "Deadeye" Dunkle admiring his birds.
Last edited by Bruce Day; 11-16-2009 at 05:29 PM..
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