This past weekend I had to see a man about a gun. This would be my wife's cousin Joe who lives up in the open spaces past Hollister, CA, about 400 miles North of Los Angeles - a perfect excuse to get out and ride.
The 'Package':
"Well Officer, I'd be lying if I told you that was a tent.":
Cowboy hats are like hemorrhoids- sooner or later every a-hole will get one and I'm no exception. Actually that was Cousin Joe's hat, added for effect. And no, I'm not implying you are anything but a gentleman, Joe.
Cousin Joe's neck of the woods is wide open and wild - Lots of grassland. No country for old men. That sort of thing. Joe's going to be getting a dual-sport soon to fully enjoy his surroundings
CONTINUES......Riding Shotgun Pt2
The 'Package':

"Well Officer, I'd be lying if I told you that was a tent.":

Cowboy hats are like hemorrhoids- sooner or later every a-hole will get one and I'm no exception. Actually that was Cousin Joe's hat, added for effect. And no, I'm not implying you are anything but a gentleman, Joe.

Cousin Joe's neck of the woods is wide open and wild - Lots of grassland. No country for old men. That sort of thing. Joe's going to be getting a dual-sport soon to fully enjoy his surroundings


CONTINUES......Riding Shotgun Pt2