Faster horses said:
Hey Soapweed, tell us a bit about the hitchhiker.
Where was he from and where was he going?
The hitch-hiker's name is Tim Shey. He is a Christian adventurer and is hitch-hiking to write a book about his experiences. Recently he has spent some time in Jackson Hole, and his next destination is Washington, D.C. He gave me a CD that details some of his rides. Seemed like a nice clean-cut chap, and he carries a sleeping bag in his backpack. Too many cold nights spent out in the elements convinced him that this was a good idea.
The life of a roaming rambling hitch-hiker probably would not be all bad, and the guy has enough charm to obtain free meals and someone new to dine with on most days. :wink:
After spending yesterday afternoon getting greasy and fiddling around with haying equipment, I am almost envying the man his "freedom". :wink: Poor old Saddletramp and I were both about wore out after trying to get the heavy cumbersome bale processor off of the mover, and getting the pick-up arm installed. Hydraulics are always so messy. Give me good old honest windmill oil any day.
My oldest son has a welding shop, and Saddletramp's oldest son works in the insurance business. We determined that neither one of us could tolerate doing the jobs our kids are doing. A welding shop is so grungy, and insurance, although clean enough, would be too "boring" and unfun because of being cramped up in an office. Some of us were just born to be cowboys.
