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Delmonico
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« Reply #10875 on: June 30, 2015, 12:08:53 am »

Delmonico comes up and some of the dust hits him in the eyes also. Cry
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Always get the water for the coffee upstream from the herd.

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The time has passed so quick, the years all run together now.
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« Reply #10876 on: February 22, 2017, 03:52:49 pm »

An older Scattered Thumbs drives to the No Name Ranch. The place is empty and looks abandoned. A sudden wind brings dust to is eyes. FFG is that you? He asks hopefully. But only the wind answers him back. He starts back the engine of is new fangled motor car, looks back at the decaying buidings and drives away feeling miserable.
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« Reply #10877 on: October 27, 2017, 10:08:30 pm »

An older Scattered Thumbs drives to the No Name Ranch. The place is empty and looks abandoned. A sudden wind brings dust to is eyes. FFG is that you? He asks hopefully. But only the wind answers him back. He starts back the engine of is new fangled motor car, looks back at the decaying buidings and drives away feeling miserable.

He didnt see the grey haired Aussie squatted on the sand ridge overlooking the old ranch - battered cowboy hat, winchester across his knees, eyes squinted up from sixty years of searching for cattle in red sand dunes and mulga, a little black and white mare rubbing her nose on his back sayin 'come on old feller lets move' -- he looks up and sees the grey hawk turning slow circles on a thermal above - always the hawk when she needed to talk - from ten thousand miles away these messages on the wind - now shes gone but still the birds come to him ....aahhhh . he turns to the little mare, sheaths the rifle, toe in the stirrup .................... Scattered Thumbs looks back from the first cattle grid - hmmmph - eyes are playin tricks with me today - coulda swore I saw a rider up there on that dune top ........
 a hundred miles southeast of Birdsville he recovers his consciousness - takes a few wobbly steps till the head clears - no bones broken - finds his hat - sh%t the motor bike is wrecked - radio busted - hes lucky this time - somebody musta been lookin after him - only two mile to the windmill and trough in South Dunfords paddock then 15 mile to the homestead on a decent track - should be in about midnight unless they pick him up first - this coulda been a pine box job pretty easy!!

   
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