48 hrs later, weeellll, let's think about it. Why not come? We can reserve and cancel.
Another 48 hrs and we're reserving - apparently we're malleable. This time, MC made the reservations for all of us and Margi printed off identical copies for each of us.
This year's scheduling snafu was caused by the pandemic. When we cancelled 2020, told the office to keep our deposit for 2021; same time. Didn't think to adjust the actual date. Thus the off day of arrival.
Bronco and Botsy arrived. In typical Bronco style I hired a private jet so United couldn't fuck me over and then the private company fucked me.
Mary had a Mai Tai party after John's ashes were buried. John would have loved it. A favorite memory is John's egg trick; pull out the table cloth without breaking the eggs. Or the horse race in Timothy's Meadow. That's a classic.
When we were in Cody, happened to notice the HFBar brand was owned by someone unfamiliar. Googling the name led to more searching, discovered a new, updated history on the HFBar website site. More unfamiliar names and more googling. I spent most of the week sifting thru books and people's memories; trying to separate fact and fiction. Edgar was born and raised in Buffalo and was a wealth of information. He has a file of letters and pictures he shared.
There was trepedation on the part of one of us who wants to eat every meal outside? What about the bugs? The dining porch is fantastic. This year is the best Hasher year ever. Whoever is running the kitchen nailed it!
The corral? Not so good. Philip sat on Landau 45 mins before the rest of the gang was saddled and ready to go. That's a no-no. All the horses in a group are saddled and mounted at the same time. The head wrangler and 4 others are hurt. Kevin was called back in but he's dealing with Hashers-would-be-Wranglers who don't know the horses. Even Gus pulled Wrangler duty. Turner's working in Sheridan. Lily's been in Mexico since last October.
Michael aka Gateman went to the emergency room Sunday night. Entering Timothy's Meadow, horse took off on him. Michael got him turned to go uphill to slow him, thought he had him stopped and the horse took off again. Michael went off onto the rocks, 12 stitches in his head. Lots of horrified dudes as several groups were behind.
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