Misc data and adventures of a Tayopa treasure hunter

Just my luck....and here I sit in the Turley tasting room......oh well, the wine is good.

JB


Sigh....just think, JB, our lips have probably touched the same glass.........:wink:

Pass the peanuts...... :angel11:



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Pesetas?, .25¢?, PESETAS?, What kind of a show do you think this is???? LOL!
 

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Humor is also welcome here. They were showing it The attiude here is that around around a campfire, serious most of the time but ==== sides she is already 'tooked' by another smelly, long haired character up north.d
 

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Humor is also welcome here. They were showing it The attiude here is that around around a campfire, serious most of the time but ==== sieds she is already 'tooked' by another smelly, long haired character up north.

I picked all that up several pages back! Her dance card is already full.
 

One more for you. My Brother and I wanted to see into a valley from the backside of it, so we went into the next valley and climbed up the back of it as it was at a 90 degree angle from the one we wanted. Got so steep that I was pulling myself up by the bottom of bushes. Got to a nice rock that was standing up on the end of the drop off and wrapped myself around it to look over into the correct valley. Still couldn't see what I needed for landmarks, then I looked down and down and down. The rock I was wrapped around went down in a 30 degree reverse angle! I did a slow slide back from the rock and laying on my back was lifting my backsides, then my shoulders and repeating so I would not make any real shocks to the slope. My brother was 100-150 feet below watching me and laughing! He told me I was coming down like a broken back snake. Some where in that valley I lost my $3 fake K-Bar and never went back to look for it. BTW I got even with my brother, as he was sliding down ahead of me, he said "Watch out for the Jose Cuervo (Agave Cactus), AHHHH!" He found a second one under the leaves, little bitty only a 1/2 inch long, but a 1/4 of it the thorn.
Nasty things, anti coagulant, and burns until the blood washes it out. Had one go into my calf trying to step over it on a hill side and the dirt slipped under my foot. Made it a point to miss the "Teddy Bear Cactus", "Jumping Cactus", and the rest of the joys of going off trail in the Nation Forest.
I forgot to mention, 7 years later, my brother went into the hospital to get his hemorrhoids fixed. As he was removing his underwear, the boil on is left side broke and he found out his left buttocks was a pus pocket. When the doctor looked at it on the table he cleaned it out and then said "Well your hemorrhoids look pretty good, but al long as we're here, We'll take care of them also. The one in my right leg itched and I scratched out a solid core and then had pus come out for a bit. Stupid nasty cactus.
 

I forgot to mention, 7 years later, my brother went into the hospital to get his hemorrhoids fixed. As he was removing his underwear, the boil on is left side broke and he found out his left buttocks was a pus pocket. ... The one in my right leg itched and I scratched out a solid core and then had pus come out for a bit.

Thanks very much for sharing that with us!
 

I forgot to mention, 7 years later, my brother went into the hospital to get his hemorrhoids fixed. As he was removing his underwear, the boil on is left side broke and he found out his left buttocks was a pus pocket. When the doctor looked at it on the table he cleaned it out and then said "Well your hemorrhoids look pretty good, but al long as we're here, We'll take care of them also. The one in my right leg itched and I scratched out a solid core and then had pus come out for a bit. Stupid nasty cactus.

aaaaaa...Iyyyyyyy.....well, maybyyy.....ahhhhhhh...never mind.:happysmiley:
 

Give it up, AU....:laughing7:....I'm not your typical squeamish female.

Buried a treble hook in the back of my thigh once....thought my fishin' pardner was gonna faint on me when I whipped out my pliers and pushed the points up through the skin (your epidermis is a lot tougher than it looks, had to push reaaal hard) and snipped them off. Voila! A little alcohol and I was ready to catch me supper. :tongue3:
 

AU. please don't remind me of a silly boo boo that I made. I was on a steep slope which ended up with perhaps a 100 ft drop off. I had forgotten just how slippery a coating if leaves could be and i suddenly was on my way to the drop off with nothing in my direction of travel but a lonely Hecho. - Looks similar to a Suhuaro. - 'as I slide by I welcomed it with open arms, never felt the 1 - 2 inch spines at the moment But it required several shots of Bacanora to get to sleep that night.

Should I relate some of experiences with the Queen of them all, The Cholla --
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I'll guarentee that she is tough, extremely intelligent , purty and used to rough talking miners - she is a geologist etc. yet posses a Womans delicate emotions etc. I still don't know haw that Sasquash type up north managed to land her ?
 

aaaaaa...let me see..... One time I opened a book real fast and I got a real bad paper cut on my pinky finger. It was about an
eighth of an inch long. Hurt like hell. :tongue3:
 

Several years ago, when I was a working E.M.T. I was stationed about 20 miles west of the regional hospital. I heard Central dispatch an ambulance from our main office, to my dad's house.

They immediately called me to switch out with another team so I could be at the ER when he arrived from the other side of the county.

He had fallen thru a wooden step, straddle a metal box that scraped a deep gash, nicking the femorall artery and was losing blood.

The ER doc. Gave him a local and commenced sewing him up in layers.

I stood in the door, behind Dad.
He looked down where the doc was working and said to the doc,
"I want you to know that I'm a State Police Agent and I carry a gun."

To which, doc replied, "Yeah, I'm a Doctor and I carry a scalpel."

Dad was very quiet for the rest of the procedure.

I'm so glad that I was there to witness that.

Other threads here are for work stuff.
This one is here for fun around the campfire!

True story.

#/;0)~ (c)
 

Give it up, AU....:laughing7:....I'm not your typical squeamish female.

Buried a treble hook in the back of my thigh once....thought my fishin' pardner was gonna faint on me when I whipped out my pliers and pushed the points up through the skin (your epidermis is a lot tougher than it looks, had to push reaaal hard) and snipped them off. Voila! A little alcohol and I was ready to catch me supper. :tongue3:

This story reminds me of my grandmother. She loved to fish for sunfish and she always used a long cane pole with worms as bait. Every now and than, she would run a hook into her finger while she was baiting her line. She did the same thing as you, pushed the hook through her finger and snipped off the barb. I think she got a kick out of watching us kids turn green.
 

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