Back to the beginning ..... why not ride it home :dunno? 300 miles is an afternoon on a K :riding:
Well, Bill,
usually it is.
That reminds me of the story about a Vermont farmer who was working on a tractor in his dooryard when a shiny SUV with Texas plates pulls up. Big guy in a clean Stetson gets out of it, steps up to him and says, "Howdy, pardner. Nice little place you got here. How big is it anyway?"
The Vermonter wipes off his hands with a shop rag, adjusts his cap then replies, "How do. Well, since you're interested, it goes from that ridge yonder across the road, comes across here and runs along the back of the woods at the far edge of the meadow behind the house; goes up the road about a mile to the river and back down the road to the intersection where you passed that yellow barn.
"Well that's mighty fine," says the Texan. "You know, back home, I can get in my truck, ride all day and still not reach the end of my spread."
The Vermonter takes a sip of water and then replies, "I had a truck like that once. Got rid of it."
