Ramble After Action Report

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Guys, I had a great time. Enjoyed getting to y'all better
and meeting some of y'all for the first time.
Thanks for making Rach feel at home. She said I done good
making some new friends. She still doesn't get "driving a truck in
the woods", but she gets everything else.

How many days to the crawl? Can not wait.

She did fine. Ardenne and I had a good time meeting her. Bring those kiddos next time.
 
Not quite, but Devin called me and told me that they had made some good progress while we were up there! I'll go by and checkit out this morning after I leave the station.
 
Ardenne got quite a few and we are getting them loaded on photobucket. Here is one of Jrob and Daryl making the stickies work.

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woody looks so sad in his side by side and helmet :frown:
 
The gallery even has the episode where Berkely (Nolen's daughter) thought she won that blue bike in the raffle.. (on last page) :frown:

Darryl when did you break a ujoint?

That was classic! I told her she won...I am the jackass....but then again, you all know that.
 
I have been trying to figure out how to express how great a ride this past weekend was. Really, there are not any words.....
The weather was great...(a little warm, but better than rain.)
Our trucks ran perfectly
Greg suprised a couple of us by showing up!!!! :)
Awesome People from Texas, Ark, Tenn, WI, Miss.
Thank you to all of you who put it together.
Thank you to Bama for stepping in to cook.(You have a gold star beside your name in CLC.) Awesome wheeling for your first time out!
Thank you Murrah for singing the songs and teazing us with the chair dance!
Thank you Jrob for the central AC in my tent! (made my afternoon naps most pleasant!)
Thank you to Daryl for taking me on trails I never would have ventured on without you!
Thank you Daryl, Greg, Sheila and Lenny for awesome spotting. (couldn't have done it without you)
Thank you to Ardenne and Bailey for riding with me regardless of how much I tryed to scare you. ( I promise I was more scared!)
Thank you to my Husband for my most awesome truck. ( That may sound redneck....but I"M NOT!!!)
Always great to see all The Grogans (especially Julie)!!! (even though Nolan mistook my chairs for boulders)
Thank you to my most awesome ever co-pilot Spivey! ( I have no idea what I will do when your truck is ready...)
Thank you Mark for keeping your feet in the brake and your winchline while everyone tryed to figure out the best way to get me out of my predicament!
Mike you did a great job driving under pressure...Rachel might get use to it one day.
Woody thank you for the ride in the RZR, what a blast! (And the fried cheese curds)
Once again I say....What I GREAT ride!
I can't wait to see all of you again in October!


Thank you to all of you! These rides are 50% trails and 150% people. This all equates to a great time.
 
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The purty truck took it's licks pretty well. Haven't wheeled that hard in a while!
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Dearest Members of the Cottonland Community!

What a fine time we had in the interior of the great state of Arkansas!!!

The evenings filled with levity and merriment will go down in the annuals of the great club known as Cottonland. The nectar of the Gods was cold as a January night in Virginia, plentiful as cotton at the time of picking and enjoyed in the way a person enjoys the opening on a letter from home.

By Gawd! What an astonishing thing these machines designed and built by the people of the Rising Sun have proved to us once again as we forced them up the hills and down the valleys in the area purposely know as Superlift! Sadly a few did not see the last day and were forced to retire early in the glorious event. We were led on these trails by a benevolent, oracle like god properly named BOSS MAN! Dearest members you all should be blessed to by led around by such a man!

Our fearless leader, a man that stares into the night seeing only the miraculous invention known as the microphone and hearing music from a group of musicians known as Journey, led this merry group till nearly dawns early light. Only the last night did he reveal a level of geriatrics that had not been witnessed before. But Oh, how he deliberately pushed his steed up the level four trail known as Can Opener. He by the end of the weekend was spent as a cannon of the beloved and bunkered Army of the Confederacy in the great river town known as Vicksburg!
Lastly he teased this motley crew, but never truly defiled a chair.

Our lovely lasses showed us their best sides and fronts and backs as they to faces the rocks. Wheeling by day and preparing fine meals by night. They will never be forgotten and we shall not go the miles and miles down the dark trails without them. Some had never braved these environs before, Battle scars were amassed and yet the new lasses came through. The veterans of our endeavor again came through with flying colors. GOD himself must have employed such muses as he created this great world that we have come to love.

Our courageous ensemble grew as a new soul, a fan of the team of crimson, hounds tooth hats and elephants joined us in a struggle to conquer to peaks only to fall on his arse on the last evening! But by GOD! He can put match to charcoal and helped also by the introduction of tossing of silver pieces.

Our man of extreme intelligence and a rather large leather case for carrying the resources only Jefferson Davis himself could visualize put them to use and made sure that many of the beloved were kept cool with Kitchen Aid comfort. BRAVO SIR!

And I was joined once again on the battlefield by my beautiful and most aggressive of drivers, my champion, Debbie. Most men are never as lucky as I!
Captain Rhett Butler, gun runner and riverboat gambler, would be jealous!

My fellow Cottonlanders! If you did not join us in this time that the Gods of Cruiserdom blessed us with.
You must join us in our next crusade against the ROCKS!

October 7-9, 2010

link to pics...

Picasa Web Albums - Chris - 2010 Ramble D...


Picasa Web Albums - Chris - Razorback 201...

Picasa Web Albums - Chris - razorback 201...
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Dearest Members of the Cottonland Community!

What a fine time we had in the interior of the great state of Arkansas!!!

The evenings filled with levity and merriment will go down in the annuals of the great club known as Cottonland. The nectar of the Gods was cold as a January night in Virginia, plentiful as cotton at the time of picking and enjoyed in the way a person enjoys the opening on a letter from home.

By Gawd! What an astonishing thing these machines designed and built by the people of the Rising Sun have proved to us once again as we forced them up the hills and down the valleys in the area purposely know as Superlift! Sadly a few did not see the last day and were forced to retire early in the glorious event. We were led on these trails by a benevolent, oracle like god properly named BOSS MAN! Dearest members you all should be blessed to by led around by such a man!

Our fearless leader, a man that stares into the night seeing only the miraculous invention known as the microphone and hearing music from a group of musicians known as Journey, led this merry group till nearly dawns early light. Only the last night did he reveal a level of geriatrics that had not been witnessed before. But Oh, how he deliberately pushed his steed up the level four trail known as Can Opener. He by the end of the weekend was spent as a cannon of the beloved and bunkered Army of the Confederacy in the great river town known as Vicksburg!
Lastly he teased this motley crew, but never truly defiled a chair.

Our lovely lasses showed us their best sides and fronts and backs as they to faces the rocks. Wheeling by day and preparing fine meals by night. They will never be forgotten and we shall not go the miles and miles down the dark trails without them. Some had never braved these environs before, Battle scars were amassed and yet the new lasses came through. The veterans of our endeavor again came through with flying colors. GOD himself must have employed such muses as he created this great world that we have come to love.

Our courageous ensemble grew as a new soul, a fan of the team of crimson, hounds tooth hats and elephants joined us in a struggle to conquer to peaks only to fall on his arse on the last evening! But by GOD! He can put match to charcoal and helped also by the introduction of tossing of silver pieces.

Our man of extreme intelligence and a rather large leather case for carrying the resources only Jefferson Davis himself could visualize put them to use and made sure that many of the beloved were kept cool with Kitchen Aid comfort. BRAVO SIR!

And I was joined once again on the battlefield by my beautiful and most aggressive of drivers, my champion, Debbie. Most men are never as lucky as I!
Captain Rhett Butler, gun runner and riverboat gambler, would be jealous!

My fellow Cottonlanders! If you did not join us in this time that the Gods of Cruiserdom blessed us with.
You must join us in our next crusade against the ROCKS!

October 7-9, 2010

link to pics...

Picasa Web Albums - Chris - 2010 Ramble D...


Picasa Web Albums - Chris - Razorback 201...

Picasa Web Albums - Chris - razorback 201...

I am laughing my ass off....
 
The Clown Cruiser.

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My benenvolent brother your words are so eloquent. They flow like the wind beneath a birds wings or the chirp of a night cricket. Tears came to my eyes when you reference that momentous houdstooth hat.

Like the Bear said" Hell if they quit in practice how do you think they will play in the game. Bring the game of October and we will be ready to play.
 
Finally got around to downloading some pics.

Pics don't do trails any justice!

Having trouble uploading, I wll try later.

Thanks to everyone who worked so hard to put this event together.

Special thanks to Mark, having the confidence in Sheila's spotting your pristine 80! Best rehab from injury I have seen - back to back level 4 trails! (ultimate adventure then four fingers). I go to check to see how mark is doing and he is plotting a level 3 trail back to camp.. truly awesome!

Always thanks to the Tollesons for hauling the fun stuff, etc.

thanks to :

Darryl for always wanting to lead a trail ride even though his 40 is bored!

Greg for showing up!

Spivey for preachin <Good day sir!>

Nolen for proving the toughness of collapsible chairs... and for the ride

JR for jumping in .

Brandon for opening my eyes to Airstreams.

Jrob for hanging in there and helping out on the trails.

Bodean for challenging his purty ferty. And bringing his cool Dad and bro.

Chris for always putting a smile on my face and sheila's.

Deb for being Deb. And of course being my 80 wheeling podner

Mike for finally getting rid of that pesky rear bumper.

Bomar for buying and wheeling his diesel runner.

David for bringing Bailey,Ardenne and fam, what absolute gems.


October is too far away..
 
Enough with the Damn "Love Fest"! Let's get to work on the Crawl!!! It'll be here before you know it.
 
Darryl when did you break a ujoint?

Didn't technically break. Just lost one of the clips that hold the caps on and one of the caps had moved outward by anout 1/4" after Woody a I had our first round of fun playing on the Waterfall on Ingreds on Thursday morning. Figured it would be best to go ahead and change it out. (Never wished it was a birfield so badly before)

As for the rest of this, I'm afraid I'm nowhere elequent enough to fully express my appreciation to all who were involved. All I'll say is.....is it October yet?
 
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