Big Muddy rancher
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Back in 2000 a friend from down under came to the ranch to help as I had a badly broken arm. Wasn't bad enough we put him driving a silage truck while still suffering from jet lag.But we seemed to have a language barrier.We didn't speak the same version of English.
He wrote a poem (which I wish I could find) about the differences between here and there. A chook and a hen, cookie and biscuit,spanner and a wrench, paddock and a pasture. You get the picture.
Well we tried to do something different every weekend from rodeo, to historic sites and to the Wood Mountain poetry gathering. Well Ross was the hit of the gathering,did his poem sold the few poetry books he had along and got the prize for coming the farthest. Great Day.
On the way home we stop at the hotel in Fife Lake and had a steak at the steak pit which Ross thought was pretty neat but didn't think he could eat that big of steak. Turns out most of the meat down under is tough. never have thick steaks like we do.To continue our trip we swung down a gravel road and go visit a friend that had foot surgery and then leave for home.
Ross says that he is "Bushed" and after the long day I say I am tired as well. He says"Not Tired but lost" , Like lost in the bush.
I ask him well what do you say when your tired and he says"Knock UP", well we all bust out laughing and he doesn't know what's so funny. I tell him if your ever in a bar and you see a girl yawn don't ask her is she is "Knocked UP" as it means pregnant here. HE was so disappointed that he didn't have that verse in his poem for the gathering.
He wrote a poem (which I wish I could find) about the differences between here and there. A chook and a hen, cookie and biscuit,spanner and a wrench, paddock and a pasture. You get the picture.
Well we tried to do something different every weekend from rodeo, to historic sites and to the Wood Mountain poetry gathering. Well Ross was the hit of the gathering,did his poem sold the few poetry books he had along and got the prize for coming the farthest. Great Day.
On the way home we stop at the hotel in Fife Lake and had a steak at the steak pit which Ross thought was pretty neat but didn't think he could eat that big of steak. Turns out most of the meat down under is tough. never have thick steaks like we do.To continue our trip we swung down a gravel road and go visit a friend that had foot surgery and then leave for home.
Ross says that he is "Bushed" and after the long day I say I am tired as well. He says"Not Tired but lost" , Like lost in the bush.
I ask him well what do you say when your tired and he says"Knock UP", well we all bust out laughing and he doesn't know what's so funny. I tell him if your ever in a bar and you see a girl yawn don't ask her is she is "Knocked UP" as it means pregnant here. HE was so disappointed that he didn't have that verse in his poem for the gathering.