Too sexy for the snow in Colorado, it is time to come back to Texas! Where else can you ski 365 days a year and still have the best brisket taco? Bearfire is set to open in the fall of 2009 in Ft. Worth,Texas. If you lack imagination, checkout the skiing method that involves jeansContinue reading “Ski Texas !”
We bid farewell to the Alamo and the streets of San Antonio, but not before I hugged Bingo and Tator Tot, my Longhorn buddies. I did find Tom and you would not believe where he had been the whole time I thought I had him in the viewfinder!
I never did get a look at the bull riders face. I missed the final buck that landed him on his feet like a cat. That feat was within the realm of Tom’s abilities. He was a pole vaulter and State Champion basketball star in high school. He still rides, runs and does Pilates likeContinue reading “Hit The Ground Running”
I needed my 300mm lense but all I had was a little zoom. I could see the outline of a black and white bull and a fit looking Cowboy getting ready to mount. When the chute finally opened the sun was in my eyes, but I could tell that this bull was a tough drawContinue reading “Is This My Crazy Sexy Cowboy ?”
Only this time, it was a Canon Rebel XT. So many bulls, so little time to find Tom and try to change his mind about his first bull ride. I figured he would pick the black and white one that looked like our horse, Sarita, but this was no Missouri Fox Trotter. A cowboy saw myContinue reading “Another Kodak Moment”
Tom had the Canon 5D with the 70 to 210 zoom. I had the Rebel XT with the 18 to 55 zoom. Wouldn’t he wait so that he could hand me the camera before he got into the chute ? Would he hand the camera to a stranger just to get the shot and surpriseContinue reading “Another One Bites The Dust”
Stumpy had the highest view and seemed willing to help spot Tom above the crowd. I had a feeling I knew where he was going. His last words had been “You are going to get some GREAT pictures! You can put these on your blog!”
Luckily, I had a recent picture of him, I laughed to myself. He wasn’t really wearing a fanny pack. He would gladly carry my ten pound purse for me if asked him to, but a fanny pack is a stretch. At this point, I wasn’t worried. How far away could he get from me inContinue reading “Donde Estaba Mi Marido?”
Aguafiestas!!! I said to Tom, which means stick in the mud. Come on and just let me get one picture of you with this guy. “Tator Tot” was Bingo’s buddy and he was taking an afternoon siesta. I had picked Bingo for my steed because he was a pretty color and I liked the name,Continue reading “Como Agua Para Chocolate”
He had a nose ring, but no other body piercing or tatoos that I could see. If I could steer him home, I would.