Arrived at the ranch later than anticipated as American Airlines decided to give Matt a tour of the Wild West before depositing him in Billings, Montana 6 hours late; sans luggage.
Grandpa, knowing he's going to miss one of his favorite meals - the cookout; took complete advantage of Montana 's lax 80 MPH speed limit. Truth be told ... we're in a rental Honda Civic. That car only saw the 80's on a steep downhill.
Note: Philip and I missed the new car age. We had to go back to the rental office to figure out how to release the parking brake ... press a button, who knew? And I'm having a melt down because I can't find a USB port. Young man showed me where it was. Yes there was a manual and yes we read it; didn't help.
Anyway, we stagger into the ranch about 8. Matt's been awake since 2EST and us since 4. The 1st people we see are Michael, aka GateMan and Steb2 aka Pyro. We're supposed to be at a 80th birthday party for Bronco. Simply too exhausted. There would be so many ranch friends, meet and greet would take an hour. Missed a good party, catered supper, tents, live band and dancing.
We went to bed.
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