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Originally Posted by snakebitten
If I had been born a hundred years earlier, as you put it, I suspect I would have been on horseback as much as I've been on 2 wheels. I can't prove that, of course.
But, George Strait sings a song called "Cowboys like us" and it is iron-horses that he is singing about. The lyrics are my idealistic bull's-eye! So I don't think it is a reach, my prediction of 1800's lifestyle. I'd have done my adventure riding, but on a horse with a name.
Having said all that, I am VERY grateful to have been born after electricity and indoor plumbing were invented.  And even more grateful to have been born on the very SPOT of this big blue-green ball, that I was. I am convinced that I have been gifted with the best circumstances that our species have ever been offered in however many thousands of years we have inhabited this planet. In fact, ALL of us folks around here can make the same claim. |
I hear you, I love where we've landed, nice little small town, 2300 people, no stop lights, no crime to speak of, mostly crimes of oppourtunity by outsiders passing through.
I was born to a father that had a severe case of wanderlust, hence our "travelling" vs camping lifestyle. I love discovering the local foods and dishes. I learn as much as I can about the ingredients, find a kind sole that will share some authentic recipies and practice them at home until I can replicate a reasonable facsimile of the original. Add to that the local music and culture and I'm in heaven.
Last years Easter dinner was a trip around the world with stops in the south, the southwest/Mexico, the northeast seaboard, Japan, China and Scandinavia added to the fried turkey, I served. It was so cool to come out of the kitchen with a new and different dish and watch it disappear as folks tucked in.
Since then I've added Jamaican and a couple of traditional African dishes, that some of our new Canadians have shared with me.
I can do a mean set of smoked ribs, using me own take on a rub and a few little proprietary secret ingredients. Most of our meals include some heat in the forum of hot peppers and often include the Cajun "holy trinity."
Truth be told I probably should have been born into the days of the Vikings, but the nasties and pillaging aren't in my DNA. I would have been the ship builder rather than a warrior. But I was born into a family of Swedes that wandered around Sweden, then ended up in Canada in the late 1800's.
I'm the guy you want to see riding down the highway on his iron horse or diesel locomotive, when your broke down, boiled over or out of fuel. I can help you with them all and as long as you promise me that you will pass it along, I won't even let you pay for the gas or fuel.
Still see the guy on his way from LA to New York on his crotch rocket. He went by us as we were just heading out the Bonniville Salt Flats, must have been doing close to 100. About ten minutes later, this little dot appears on the horizon, not moving very fast. As I got closer to to dot and could start making it out, there he was pushing his bike along the shoulder of the road, out of gas. That was the day he loved HD riders, I had 2 gallons straped to the popup. Never saw a guy so appreciative, he wouldn't just take the gas, he insisted I take $20. When we got home that $20 went to the SPCA.
Hence the white hat, riding into town on the (Iron)horse to save the citizens from Black Bart.
Cowboy Code I live by you get, 1 good horse (HD), 1 good dog (several) and one good woman. Check, check, check. I can die with my boots on and know I got everything out of life I was entitled to, all the rest was just icing on lifes journey.
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