I suppose it was just a dream, but it sure seemed real.  I awoke around 2 a.m. with a desire to jump out of bed and make sure that my leathers and such were packed in the coach for the weekend event about to unfold.  My dream also showed the presence of “Sir Butt” and so I must assure his clothing is in the camp as well.  Who knows what might come to be.

I can tell you this old man is one excited dude.  It’s a feeling like I used to get when Utah had an opening season on fishing.  Can’t hardly sleep the night before in anticipation of dad waking us up at 4 a.m. to head for the hills.

More to be posted in a few days.

Bears Butt

May 4, 2012