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From Noonlight To Moonlight

From Noonlight to Moonlight 
I'll chance to mention a jaunt once took, along a sloping ridge; coming up steady o'er jakes ravine, cross the creaking pinewood bridge, tethering up the hosses, to a half charred lightening stricken tree; we gazed right down the 'scarpment at cattle roaming free after muffling up our riding boots in swathes of Hessian brown; stooping right over we made our way, by the darker shadowed ground, we got to to a stand of trees, that offered the needed hide; scuttling there as quick as quick, until we were inside made sure no herders were present, heard no sounds borne on the breeze; we picked out a couple of young heifers, this side of some bouldered scree then raising our crossbows silently, as moonglow licked each bolt; we loosed ..Whoosk.! the thuds)) sounded so strong you almost felt the jolt.: did i see a gleam in Mikkies eye?? could it be a heartfelt tear?? I said we had no real choice you know, my voice edged with tension & fear, a quick smile shot right back at me, as gazing deep in my eyes; she gave a hard kick into my shin, catching me by surprise!! saying now while I' affix the lariats Joe, you vamoose up the mountainside; get the horses and drags back soon, in case the rancher makes a ride, so I lit out for the ridge crest, my heart was beating wild." While swearing that damn hussey's more capricious than a wayward child; once on the ridge i scramble down, back to the waiting steeds quickly pulling the halters loose, my mind intent on speed!! soon I'm back with Mikkie, we pull the heifers onto the drags; then we're  coaxing our horses up that draw!! headed for the safety of our own distant and shadowy crags. copyright Joe Maverick.co.uk

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Andrea Dietrich February 10, 2013 at 11:12 PM just saying hello to you!! well, good night for me but maybe good morning for YOU!!

Elizabeth Wesley October 11, 2012 at 6:21 PM Cattle on the range? Must be a different age than the one we are in Joe because the cows I've seen never taste a blade of grass. Love the adventure, this is what is lacking today, real adventure outside; now it is all on a screen. Good for you giving us a taste of the good old days! Love, Lizzie

Wilma Neels September 16, 2012 at 8:44 AM Joe, I really enjoyed this, you had me giggling with that "...damn hussey"s more capricious than a wayward child;" line :) love Wilma

Andrea Dietrich September 15, 2012 at 11:00 AM Hey, joe are you a cowboy??? You sure seem very familiar with the ways of it from what I am reading here. Great story telling!! thanks for getting up a new post for us to see!

Elizabeth Wesley September 13, 2012 at 2:34 PM Women and horses, either might be your downfall Joe if not handled with care. Good luck my friend, the benefits of either can be awesome! :)