ZombieKitten said:

XxAxX said:

oh fuck me i need to link this to my christmas card this year (not)

it just screams wholesome family nudity

HUGE envy !

HOW FUN !!

I would love that

ZombieKitten said:

RodeoSchro said:

My daughter and I took a three-hour horseback ride through the snow-covered mountains of Angel Fire, New Mexico.

It was much more fun than I thought. The high temp was 28, and the wind was howling, but we were dressed properly. I've found that I can withstand temps as low as 0 if I'm dressed properly.

We rode for about 1.5 hours and came to a tent, where the cowboys had a stove inside, warming up some water for hot chocolate, and some cowboy coffee. We hung out there almost an hour, mainly because it took 30 minutes for the coffee to percolate.

Then on the way back to base camp, I rescued a 12-year-old girl from certain death due to exposure. Well, I grabbed her hat, which had fallen off. Swiped it right off the back of her saddle, just like John Wayne would have done, and gave it back to her.

When we got back to camp, I knew my non-four-wheel drive Suburban was going to have problems getting out of the unprepared parking area. And sure enough, we got stuck. But through manly use of the reverse and forward gears, I was able to fishtail my way out of the lot without even hitting anything else. At one point we were moving 90 degrees sideways, which I enjoyed but my daughter did not. I told her, "This is how Phil Bennett spends most of his life, going sideways! But at a much higher rate of speed, and on only two wheels!" And she said, "Who is Phil Bennett?"

Also, I didn't shave today!

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[Edited 11/24/10 17:03pm]

That sounds awesome. I would love to do that.

at "Who is Phil Bennett?"

RodeoSchro said:

My daughter and I took a three-hour horseback ride through the snow-covered mountains of Angel Fire, New Mexico.

It was much more fun than I thought. The high temp was 28, and the wind was howling, but we were dressed properly. I've found that I can withstand temps as low as 0 if I'm dressed properly.

We rode for about 1.5 hours and came to a tent, where the cowboys had a stove inside, warming up some water for hot chocolate, and some cowboy coffee. We hung out there almost an hour, mainly because it took 30 minutes for the coffee to percolate.

Then on the way back to base camp, I rescued a 12-year-old girl from certain death due to exposure. Well, I grabbed her hat, which had fallen off. Swiped it right off the back of her saddle, just like John Wayne would have done, and gave it back to her.

When we got back to camp, I knew my non-four-wheel drive Suburban was going to have problems getting out of the unprepared parking area. And sure enough, we got stuck. But through manly use of the reverse and forward gears, I was able to fishtail my way out of the lot without even hitting anything else. At one point we were moving 90 degrees sideways, which I enjoyed but my daughter did not. I told her, "This is how Phil Bennett spends most of his life, going sideways! But at a much higher rate of speed, and on only two wheels!" And she said, "Who is Phil Bennett?"

Also, I didn't shave today!

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[Edited 11/24/10 17:03pm]

We need to get you an endorsement deal with Old Spice.

Seriously, all that sounds cool though.

Sounds like you had a great time.

So, more importantly.....did you tell her who Phil Bennett is?

I suppose this all is slightly manly, but you didn't call 911 a single time!

http://prince.org/msg/100/347659

@ Phil Bennett!!!

Shanti0608 said:

Sounds like you had a great time.

So, more importantly.....did you tell her who Phil Bennett is?

Well...I might have embellished that part a bit. But I was thinking of Phil when I was sliding sideways!

RodeoSchro said:

Shanti0608 said:

Sounds like you had a great time.

So, more importantly.....did you tell her who Phil Bennett is?

Well...I might have embellished that part a bit. But I was thinking of Phil when I was sliding sideways!

Well, you did not end up in the Emergency room so it was not totally a Phil Bennett moment.

Shanti0608 said:

RodeoSchro said:

Well...I might have embellished that part a bit. But I was thinking of Phil when I was sliding sideways!

Well, you did not end up in the Emergency room so it was not totally a Phil Bennett moment.

I raced motocross for a few years and never, ever got hurt. But I took 120 stitches to the face and almost lost an eye playing softball.

This is a reflection of both my motocross and softball skills.

More manly man stuff tonight.

My father-in-law and I ran some trash down to the Dumpster. And by "down" I mean DOWN. Our house is about 6/10s of a mile up the mountain, so we had to drive to the base to get rid of the trash. We left at 6:00, and it was already dark. My father-in-law is 76 and doesn't get around very well, so he was happy to take a little trip out of the house.

As we were driving back up the mountain, his Suburban died. Flat-out quit running, like it was out of gas. But it had plenty of gas. This is a '99 Suburban that we keep up here, but it's well-maintained. I thought the battery had suddenly died, but the motor would turn over just fine - it just wouldn't start.

Since it was just a little drive, neither of us had brought our phone. No way to contact anyone. And we were stuck on a curve. We were sitting ducks. Since we were going up the mountain, we were facing the wrong way to coast down. And there was no way to turn around.

We decided to see if someone would drive by, and we could get a ride back to our house, where my Suburban was. I could then drive down and try to jump the car. But after five minutes, no one had come by. The mountain was pretty deserted.

It was either sit and hope, or walk home. I walked home.

A half mile doesn't sound very far to walk, but let me tell you - when it's uphill on a pitchblack night and it's 10 degrees and you don't have a coat or gloves, it's a LONG walk.

I made it home, got my car and my wife, and we drove down to the stranded Suburban. We called the security company, because my father-in-law thought they might have a tow truck, but no one answered. I paged them from the number given by the answering machine, but no one called back.

So I called the police. They said there was no tow truck in Angel Fire. The nearest tow truck was in Taos, an hour away. I told the dispatcher that I was concerned that our stranded car presented a traffic hazard, so he said he'd send an officer.

The officer arrived, and we figured that the problem was that the alarm system had for some reason disabled the car. The only way to fix it (we thought) was to remove the battery cables and then re-attach them. So the policeman drove me back home (we were still trying to jump off the disabled Suburban with my Suburban), I got some tools, came back, and took off the positive cable. Then I re-attached it, but no dice.

The policeman had a chain but said that state law prohibited him from towing our car. But we could use his chain and tow it ourself, which I did.

My wife drove the disabled Suburban, and I towed it uphill. It was a little hairy, but we got to the place we needed to be with no problems. However, it's going to be awhile before my in-law's Suburban is fixed, so we're not leaving tomorrow as planned.

At least, I hope not, as we were going to leave at 5 AM but I drank a couple glasses of wine tonight to celebrate my manliness.