Builds An Accidental Frame Off.................. (5 Viewers)

[Skreddy]

It's going to be a rough summer, better get the fishing in soon because the water is going to get low and warm by mid July most likely.


Let's not even talk about wildfires.

I was talking to my wife an hour ago about my float trip in early July, how the water levels will more than likely be lower than last year (which was the lowest I've floated back there), and how the fishing will probably suffer in the lower sections of the river. It might shift the "crowd" to the week before we're planning to go.

Was flying around north Idaho yesterday and it was pretty smokey. Dang, not this early!

 

[FloridaLife]

Seats are going up for sale now, the OEM ones. Oddly enough I have a thread from long ago in the classified section with those seats for sale.

Strange.


Maybe I should build a frame for them and make garage seats out of them.

That's a great idea! Make the garage your man cave and use those for seats.

 

[rkymtnflyfisher]

20 some odd years ago while being a youngster living in Colorado I met my wife in a night out. A Few weeks later we were hanging at a Chris LeDoux show in Pueblo, a handful of my buddies were tossing 16oz Coors cups across the crowd making it rain the Colorado golden
glory from above.

Dozens of beers cups were flying into the crowd.

Later that week those guys deployed to northern Afghanistan and rode horses in to meet some people our government never knew existed before that week. Those guys remain the Quiet Professionals of our military, still to this day. People I'll never forget, people that nobody knows exist.

As time went by we got to know each other a little better, one night while bombing her old Tacoma down some gravel road listening to Robert Earl Keen, she asked, "Is this an old friend of yours? Seems like he sings songs about your life."


Sometimes the lyrics and life just line up right.








Robert Earl Keen Lyrics
"Shades Of Gray"

We made Oklahoma a little after 3
Randy, his brother Bob and my old GMC
We had some moonshine whisky
And some of Bob's homegrown
We were so messed up we didn't know
If we were drunk or stoned
Randy was a sad-sack, tall kinda frail
Bob was a raving maniac, crazy in the head
They been kicked out of high school several years ago
For pushin over port-a-cans at the 4-H rodeo
Since then they've done their little dance
Right outside the law
Popped twice in Oklahoma, once in Arkansas
And I don't know what possessed me
To want to tag along
Cause I was raised a Christian
And I knew right from wrong

Right or wrong, black or white
Cross the line, you're gonna pay
In the dawn before the light
Live and die by the shades of gray

We stole two Charolais heifers from
Randy's sweetheart's paw
Sold them at the livestock sale
Outside of Wichita

We got $900 and never did suspect
The world of hurt we'd be in once
We cashed that check
Next day we heard the story
On the local radio
Made our plans that very night
To go to Mexico
I swear we would have made it
If it wasn't for that shine
I got sick about the time we crossed
That Kansas line

Right or wrong, black or white
Cross the line, you're gonna pay
In the dawn before the light
Live and die by the shades of gray

I was layin in the bar ditch
Prayin I would die
When a light come on above us
And a voice come from the sky
A half a dozen unmarked cars
Came screeching to a halt
They grabbed bob, he started screamin
It was all my fault

There were men and dogs
And helicopter buzzin all around
They had the brothers on the
Pickup hood and me down on the ground
Bob flew all to pieces but randy he
Held tight when a black man in a
Suit and tie stepped out into the light
He told his men to turn us loose
They put down their guns
He said these are just some
Sorry kids, they ain't the ones

Right or wrong, black or white
Cross the line, you're gonna pay
In the dawn before the light
Live and die by the shades of gray

They left us by the roadside
Down hearted and alone
Randy got behind the wheel
Said boys I'm going home
We turned around to face our fate
Downhearted but alive on that
Mornin in late April, Oklahoma, 1995

Right or wrong, black or white
Cross the line, you're gonna pay
In the dawn before the light
Live and die by the shades of gray

 

[rkymtnflyfisher]

Summer in Big Thigh Country.
Dry flies.
PBR.
Shenanigans.

@ZooTownCruiser

 

[FloridaLife]

20 some odd years ago while being a youngster living in Colorado I met my wife in a night out. A Few weeks later we were hanging at a Chris LeDouux show in Pueblo, a handful of my buddies were tossing 16oz Coors cups across the crowd making it rain the Colorado golden
glory from above.

Dozens of beers cups were flying into the crowd.

Later that week those guys deployed to northern Afghanistan and rode horses in to meet some people our government never knew existed before that week. Those guys remain the Silent Professionals of our military, still to this day. People I'll never forget, people that nobody knows exist.

As time went by we got to know each other a little better, one night while bombing her old Tacoma down some gravel road listening to Robert Earl Keen, she asked, "Is this an old friend of yours? Seems like he sings songs about your life."


Sometimes the lyrics and life just line up right.








Robert Earl Keen Lyrics
"Shades Of Gray"

We made Oklahoma a little after 3
Randy, his brother Bob and my old GMC
We had some moonshine whisky
And some of Bob's homegrown
We were so messed up we didn't know
If we were drunk or stoned
Randy was a sad-sack, tall kinda frail
Bob was a raving maniac, crazy in the head
They been kicked out of high school several years ago
For pushin over port-a-cans at the 4-H rodeo
Since then they've done their little dance
Right outside the law
Popped twice in Oklahoma, once in Arkansas
And I don't know what possessed me
To want to tag along
Cause I was raised a Christian
And I knew right from wrong

Right or wrong, black or white
Cross the line, you're gonna pay
In the dawn before the light
Live and die by the shades of gray

We stole two Charolais heifers from
Randy's sweetheart's paw
Sold them at the livestock sale
Outside of Wichita

We got $900 and never did suspect
The world of hurt we'd be in once
We cashed that check
Next day we heard the story
On the local radio
Made our plans that very night
To go to Mexico
I swear we would have made it
If it wasn't for that shine
I got sick about the time we crossed
That Kansas line

Right or wrong, black or white
Cross the line, you're gonna pay
In the dawn before the light
Live and die by the shades of gray

I was layin in the bar ditch
Prayin I would die
When a light come on above us
And a voice come from the sky
A half a dozen unmarked cars
Came screeching to a halt
They grabbed bob, he started screamin
It was all my fault

There were men and dogs
And helicopter buzzin all around
They had the brothers on the
Pickup hood and me down on the ground
Bob flew all to pieces but randy he
Held tight when a black man in a
Suit and tie stepped out into the light
He told his men to turn us loose
They put down their guns
He said these are just some
Sorry kids, they ain't the ones

Right or wrong, black or white
Cross the line, you're gonna pay
In the dawn before the light
Live and die by the shades of gray

They left us by the roadside
Down hearted and alone
Randy got behind the wheel
Said boys I'm going home
We turned around to face our fate
Downhearted but alive on that
Mornin in late April, Oklahoma, 1995

Right or wrong, black or white
Cross the line, you're gonna pay
In the dawn before the light
Live and die by the shades of gray

That brings back memories. When I was a young man through an odd series of events, I ended up a DJ on the radio. Somewhere tucked away in a box is a black jacket with the radio station and logo on one side and my "on air name" on the other. But on the inside of the jacket on the liner is a collection of autographs from back in the day, including Chris LeDouux. I haven't thought about that about all that in many years. Thanks for the reminder.

 

[MatthewMcD]

20 some odd years ago while being a youngster living in Colorado I met my wife in a night out. A Few weeks later we were hanging at a Chris LeDoux show in Pueblo, a handful of my buddies were tossing 16oz Coors cups across the crowd making it rain the Colorado golden
glory from above.

Dozens of beers cups were flying into the crowd.

Later that week those guys deployed to northern Afghanistan and rode horses in to meet some people our government never knew existed before that week. Those guys remain the Quiet Professionals of our military, still to this day. People I'll never forget, people that nobody knows exist.

As time went by we got to know each other a little better, one night while bombing her old Tacoma down some gravel road listening to Robert Earl Keen, she asked, "Is this an old friend of yours? Seems like he sings songs about your life."


Sometimes the lyrics and life just line up right.








Robert Earl Keen Lyrics
"Shades Of Gray"

We made Oklahoma a little after 3
Randy, his brother Bob and my old GMC
We had some moonshine whisky
And some of Bob's homegrown
We were so messed up we didn't know
If we were drunk or stoned
Randy was a sad-sack, tall kinda frail
Bob was a raving maniac, crazy in the head
They been kicked out of high school several years ago
For pushin over port-a-cans at the 4-H rodeo
Since then they've done their little dance
Right outside the law
Popped twice in Oklahoma, once in Arkansas
And I don't know what possessed me
To want to tag along
Cause I was raised a Christian
And I knew right from wrong

Right or wrong, black or white
Cross the line, you're gonna pay
In the dawn before the light
Live and die by the shades of gray

We stole two Charolais heifers from
Randy's sweetheart's paw
Sold them at the livestock sale
Outside of Wichita

We got $900 and never did suspect
The world of hurt we'd be in once
We cashed that check
Next day we heard the story
On the local radio
Made our plans that very night
To go to Mexico
I swear we would have made it
If it wasn't for that shine
I got sick about the time we crossed
That Kansas line

Right or wrong, black or white
Cross the line, you're gonna pay
In the dawn before the light
Live and die by the shades of gray

I was layin in the bar ditch
Prayin I would die
When a light come on above us
And a voice come from the sky
A half a dozen unmarked cars
Came screeching to a halt
They grabbed bob, he started screamin
It was all my fault

There were men and dogs
And helicopter buzzin all around
They had the brothers on the
Pickup hood and me down on the ground
Bob flew all to pieces but randy he
Held tight when a black man in a
Suit and tie stepped out into the light
He told his men to turn us loose
They put down their guns
He said these are just some
Sorry kids, they ain't the ones

Right or wrong, black or white
Cross the line, you're gonna pay
In the dawn before the light
Live and die by the shades of gray

They left us by the roadside
Down hearted and alone
Randy got behind the wheel
Said boys I'm going home
We turned around to face our fate
Downhearted but alive on that
Mornin in late April, Oklahoma, 1995

Right or wrong, black or white
Cross the line, you're gonna pay
In the dawn before the light
Live and die by the shades of gray

REK lives a little West of here (at least he did), over in Bandera. Seen him live a number of times and his stories have always rung true for me. "I'm coming home to you" is (mostly) about him visiting where I grew up. He's very "full circle" for me and my wife.