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MAGIC

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“WE HANG THE PETTY THIEVES AND APPOINT THE

GREAT ONES TO PUBLIC OFFICE.”

Aesop

 

The Governor of the State of Kansas really got stunned by her opponents calling her out the truth. The Governator vetoed protections for women’s sports twice, and is really upset over the ads from a young woman college swimmer calling her out. When the now stung (and very agitated Governor) makes her reply she lies and then BAM! by magic she goes back to running against Brownback who is not in the race. WOW are we fooled.

The press secretary is asked why Joe Cool will allow the border to devolve into a crisis, BAM! by magic she claims that there is no crisis and is stunned that anyone would believe people actually walk over the border illegally. Boy are we fooled

Joe Cool is asked about why we are in a recession and, BAM! he says we are not. Boy are we fooled.

When asked if Joe Cool owns an electric car (or anyone in his family)? BAM! The press secretary says Joe don’t drive or own cars. Boy are we fooled.

When El Duce Joe stands in front of a red background with two Marines standing guard and he calls fifty percent of the country terrorists. An unhinged man in North Dakota runs over an 18 year old because he is a radical MAGA terrorist, BAM! The media ignores it as if by magic we didn’t notice. Boy are we fooled.

El Duce Joe Cool sells one Billion dollars of oil out of the Emergency Reserve to China, BAM! It did not happen as if by magic the map that Hunter’s Chinese girlfriend ‘er’ secretary was labeled in Chinese as to where they wanted oil from. Boy are we fooled.

If you were fooled by the magic that the Demoncrats have told you, get your reservations to the Demoncrat Party Convention and baby sacrifice while you still can. Seats will soon be taken.

Old Palomino Gets Rambunctious 

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Frank J Buchman
Frank Buchman

“Those horses as so much smarter than most people so it seems.”

That Cody, home raised gelding with owner prejudice most beautiful palomino to make Roy Rogers envious, was rambunctious today.

The 22-year-old has truly been there and done that quite well throughout the Midwest. But he was on a “high horse” such it took his rider a little while to figure out why.

Always a handful at barrel races every weekend, Cody is calm until it’s time to go through the gate and run. He’s been in thousands of rodeo arenas in his professional career and knows when it’s “giddy up and go” time.

Depending on the day, Cody sometimes walks right into the arena and tears out to beat the clock. Still other times, actually more often, the old horse gets nervous and just doesn’t want to go in.

The longer the horse and rider have been together there has become better understanding of each other. But still the horse is always smarter than his jockey.

A horse friend outside the gate to stand beside Cody makes him more relaxed before a run. If Cody doesn’t head right in, his friend’s rider just coaxes along from the left hip and in he’ll go.

Tough for the old wannabe to keep him under control until the gate is closed before starting to run. Cody generally lunges front end in the air a foot or more and then he’s off to the races.

Without the “too frequent” pilot error, Cody runs fast and flawless. No spurs, no whipping, just a little bit of “kiss and click,” and he’ll soon be back across the finish line.

Running a championship, the “stick” prodded Cody faster, but rider felt guilty for the onetime whack.

Today, Cody was nickering, squirming around, prancing, outsider may have thought a “complete idiot,” although he really isn’t.

Wasn’t too long before the issues at hand became clarified. The daughter’s rope horse and her pen mate burro had moved back home.

Although they knew each other, the horse-burro return home arrival plus the roaring highway repair crew made Cody overly nervous.

Old cautious rider accommodated his mount: “Okay, take it easy, just walk, and this too shall pass.”

Reminded of First Samuel 16:23: “He would calm down and feel better as the moodiness lifted.”

+++ALLELIA+++ 

 

XVI–36–10-4-2022

 

Flint Hills Cowboy On United States Bull Riding Team At International Event In Mexico

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“The Kansas Kid” was a member of United States’ team competing at the recent major bull riding event in Mexico.
“It was an opportunity of a lifetime I just couldn’t pass up and a truly unbelievable experience,” exclaimed Devin Hutchinson.
The Professional Bull Rider (PBR) from Emporia competes in events throughout this country.
“I was riding in Arkansas over the fourth of July when I broke my hip,” Hutchinson said.
A career setback, but while recuperating “The Sunflower Kid,” as Hutchinson’s also known, was invited to international competition.
The 27-year-old, five-foot-eleven, 150-pounds Flint Hills cowboy credited his participation in the Santa Fe Rodeo Circuit for getting the invitation.
In May, Hutchinson was selected for the PBR World Finals as an ABBI rider representing American Bucking Bulls, Incorporated.
“That was special but to represent the United States at a major event in Mexico is beyond expectations,” he admitted.
Joining Hutchinson on the United States Bull Riding Team were Dakota Eagleburger, Fair Grove, Missouri, and Wyatt Calvert, Camdenton, Missouri.
“We are bull riding friends which made it especially meaningful for us to represent the United States team,” Hutchinson said.
Competition was at Puerto Vallarta, beach resort city population exceeding 250,000, on the Pacific Ocean in the Mexican state Jalisco.
While Eagleburger and Calvert flew to Mexico, Hutchinson traveled the 24-hour drive by car.
“I accompanied the ‘8 Segundos,’ Mexico’s premier country band,’ which was a wonderful experience in itself,” he said.
“They are a unique Mexican country group which matched similarly with my up and down lifestyle,” Hutchinson said. “Being a bull rider is actually similar to how rock and roll bands live.”
The band comprised of the Olivas brothers and their drummer friend Reyna Diaz owns the bull riding tour. “Torros En El Infierno Company was the tour sponsor who paid our expenses,” Hutchinson said.
Brazil, El Salvador, Puerto Rico, and Guatemala were also represented on Mexico’s team. “There were 50 bull rides in the event, with 25 Mexican style rides and 25 American style rides,” Hutchinson explained.
Of course, the U.S. team rode with bull ropes and spurs. However, Mexican bull riders use “no hands, and hooks for spurs.”
Jaripeo is the technical title for Mexico’s bull riding competition. “It developed in the 16th century and originally involved riding fighting bulls to the death,” Hutchinson related. “Mexico’s bull riding events later evolved to where contestants attempt to ride bulls until the animals tire and stopped bucking.”
The U.S.-Mexico bull riding event did not feature the rankest bulls in the sport, according to Hutchinson.
“These bulls weren’t as judicious, older rodeo bulls zoned out from earlier professional careers,” Hutchinson said. “Still the bulls weren’t easy either. It was a lot of tension representing the United States against Mexico.”
Upon the United States team’s arrival, their foreign rivals were not the most receptive congenial, according to Hutchinson. “But by the time the competition was over, we had become acquainted and were friends,” he added.
No overall team scores were tabulated, but the United States team did quite well, Hutchinson insisted. “Dakota had a high marked ride on Outlaw Shakedown,” he said. “Wyatt and I made qualified rides on our bulls, but they weren’t as rank as some of the rest.
“It was the first bull I’d mounted since I broke my hip. So, I was a little cautious, but everything went just fine,” Hutchinson added.
Beyond the bull riding tour, the public relations and goodwill that came out of the Mexico trip were very significant.
“We were there for two weeks. So, it was special visiting the area and seeing the Mexican traditions,” Hutchinson said. “We had a lot of interviews on television, radio, and other media.
“Everybody was so congenial, friendly and helpful,” he continued. “The Mexican food was delicious. It was the real thing, nothing like Mexican food in this country.”
Back home now continuing to recuperate, Hutchinson said, “I probably won’t be riding bulls for another month or two.”
A powerline worker for the past six years, Hutchinson is starting back fresh in that professional just like with his bull riding. “I’ve been called to assist following the hurricane in Florida, and I’m on my way there,” he noted.
On the rodeo sidelines after his July accident gave Hutchinson time to think, meditate, and pray. “The injury was its own blessing really. Lots of things about the past, present, and future are considered when that’s all there is to do,” he said.
“My two-year-old son Stetson is really the most important to me now,” Hutchinson said. “He’s an adventurous little fella who helps make me a better person, too. I hope he grows up with dreams to be a cowboy. But I’ll do whatever I can to help him in every way whatever he does.”
Personally, Hutchinson has set goals to improve himself spiritually, be a better father, stronger person, and ride more bulls.
“I don’t focus on what bull I’m up against. I focus on my goals and try to ignore the rest,” Hutchinson insisted. “Sometimes life is all about risking everything for a dream no one can see but you.”

CUTLINES
Flint Hills cowboy Devin Hutchinson is a Professional Bull Rider (PBR) competitor who was one of three cowboys on the team representing the United States at a recent event in Mexico.

Dead Eye of En Erradores Rodeo Company was a challenge won by Flint Hills cowboy Devin Hutchinson when he was on the United States team at an international bull riding event in Mexico.

A colorful poster printed in Spanish promoted the recent international bull riding event in Mexico where the United States was represented by a team of three cowboys from Kansas and Missouri.

The Spectacular Plunge

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Thayne Cozart
Milo Yield

I’ve mentioned many times that living in the semi-wilds of the Kansas Flint Hills frequently brings me into unusual contact with wild critters. That proved true again this past week with a big wild bird.
The strange encounter wuz with a raptor seldom seen in the Flint Hills, a mature osprey. One afternoon, my fishing buddy, ol’ Kastin Bates, and I were fishing from the shady bank on a big, deep, clear, rocky watershed lake. We hadn’t been there very long until we spied a big bird soaring high in the sky. It was as big as a mature eagle or a turkey buzzard, but we could see it had a whiteish coloration on its bottom side which nixed eagle and buzzard.
The bird kept circling in the updrafts and slowly coming lower and lower. I finally said I thought it wuz an osprey. I had hardly gotten the words out of my mouth when the bird, from more than 100 feet in the air, tucked its wings close to its body and spectacularly dive-bomb plunged straight down into the water with a huge splash, It was about 70 yards from where we were sitting. After a few seconds, the osprey took flight from the water surface and had a nice fish in its talons.
It disappeared to the south and we never saw it again. Most likely, we figgered, the osprey wuz migrating south for the winter and stopped for a nice fish snack. I’ve fished that watershed dozens of times down through the years and never before seen an osprey. In fact, I can’t recall ever seeing an osprey around here.
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Sometimes I’m surprised at how far away this column shows up. This time it’s from Saskatchewan province in Canada. Somehow a Canadian farmer, ol’ Frezyor Butzoff, saw fit to send me a list of ways you can tell if you’re a genuine farmer. Here’s his list.
You are a genuine farmer if ….
• Your dog rides in your pickup truck more than your wife does.
• You are able to convince your wife that an overnight trip for equipment parts is a vacation.
• You wear specific hats to farm sales, livestock auctions, customer appreciation suppers, organizational conventions, and to church.
• You’ve never thrown away a five-gallon bucket.
• You’ve used baling wire to attach a license plate.
• You’ve used a chain saw to remodel your house.
• You’ve fibbed to a mechanic about greasing your equipment.
•You’ve borrowed gravel from the country road to fill driveway potholes.
• You’ve buried a dog and shed tears.
• You’ve used the same knife on the same day to castrate calves and peel apples.
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And, from southwest Missouri comes this poultry story from “Anonymous.”
A farmer bought a new young rooster to “supplement” his hens, since the flock wuz being “serviced” by only one old rooster.
The young rooster has scarcely hit the ground than he bristled up and told the old rooster, “Your days here are over. You’re not needed. I’m taking over.”
The old rooster played on the young rooster’s ego and said, “Tell you what. Let’s have a foot race to see if I stay or go. We’ll run around the henhouse three times and if you beat me, I’ll concede my place in the flock pecking order.
The young rooster wuz so confident in his physical shape that he replied, “Fine. And to make it more fair, I’ll even spot you three seconds.”
So, one of the hens counted to three and started the race.
After one lap around the henhouse, the young rooster wuz gaining, but still behind, but the race had caught the attention of the farmer. On the second lap, the old rooster’s lead had been cut in half.
But, on the third lap, the young rooster wuz within a feather’s breadth of catching the old rooster, when “kerblang,” a shotgun shot rang out. The young rooster had run his last race.
As the farmer blew the smoke from the barrel of his 12-gauge, he muttered, “That’s the third rooster I’ve had to shoot in the past month that won’t stick to business.”
Story moral? Old and experienced usually wins over youth and exuberance.
Thanks for the story, Anon.
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In our downsizing and trying to simplify our elder-life, Nevah and I have some good, usable office furniture we need to see gone. We have a heavy-duty, L-shaped wooden office desk for sale. We also have a heavy wooden computer desk with removable above-desk shelving. The third piece is a wooden printer stand on rollers.
If anyone is interested, the desk price is $275, the computer desk price is $150, and the printer table is $75. If you’re interested, email me at [email protected] or give me a call at 620-344-1350.
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Serious question of the week: We don’t let athletes bet on games they have the ability to influence, so why do we allow congresspersons to invest in companies they regulate?
Have a good ‘un.

Camouflage on a Shoestring

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The first early deer seasons of the year are right around the corner, meaning hunters should be digging out their gear in preparation. A very important tool for early bow-hunters is good camouflage clothing. Webster’s dictionary describes camouflage as “A disguise; a deception; to disguise in order to conceal.”  Anyone who has priced camouflage clothing at sporting goods stores or even Wal-Mart knows there’s hardly a limit to the amount of money one can spend on camouflage clothing and gear. My way around that is to buy or otherwise procure military surplus camo. This is hardly a secret and possibly many of you have already gone this route too, but maybe I can pass on to you a few things I’ve learned about military camouflage clothing.
Having spent twenty years in the Army National Guard, I’ve found that not all military camo is created equal. During my service we sported the BDU’s (battle dress uniforms) that were all shades of green, black and dark brown and the pattern was comprised of large blotches. This is great stuff for later spring turkey hunting when all of nature is adorned in its brand-new green foliage, but for fall and winter when most of our hunting takes place it’s too green to look natural. I fell in love with the pattern worn by the army for several years known as ACU Digital, which stands for Army Combat Uniform, and was designed to be a universal combat pattern good for use in all environments. This pattern is comprised of smaller square and rectangular shapes that looks much like a jigsaw puzzle, but contains more off-whites, grays and drab greens. It’s a much better fit for year-round use and is also good for winter. The US military is known for constant change, most for the good I guess, and in research for this column, I found that they no longer use the ACU Digital uniforms, which should mean more garments in that pattern available to purchase cheap.
Two of the obvious pros of military camo are the availability and the price. Besides local surplus stores, the internet and eBay teem with sites and sellers peddling military camo clothing and gear. It’s also commonly found at garage sales where people have scarfed it up when their term of military service ended thinking it was cool, but then found they had no real use for it and are willing to part with it for a fair price. In a recent internet search, we found several sites, one called www.magnafabrics.com that sell military camo fabric in dozens of different patterns at very reasonable prices, so for those of you who sew or our married to a capable seamstress, that is another route to consider.
In my book, another big plus to military camo is its construction. Aside from the cockamamie button flies on the older pants, the military makes quality garments. Things like Velcro tabs that allow you to pull sleeves tight around your wrist, draw strings at the bottom of pants legs to help keep out the cold wind or the ticks, and tabs that let you tighten waists all help make them handy and user friendly. And then there are the pockets, especially on the pants. Having too many pockets is like having too many goose decoys or too many walleye fillets in the freezer, it just ain’t gonna’ happen, and military camo garments have lots of big handy pockets. The new shirts and pants come in different styles, but my ACU shirt has six pockets; two on each sleeve and one on each side at chest height, all held shut by Velcro, and the pants all have those great cargo pockets on each side of the legs plus the usual four found on all pants. My shirt has a zipper instead of buttons, which I think is cool, and an expansion panel on the back of each shoulder that flexes when you extend your arms or bend over. The only downside I’ve found with this new camo is all the Velcro.  Velcro’s great but kind of noisy when the woods are quiet.
Sporting goods stores are full of good quality camouflage clothing for every occasion and situation. Heck, some companies were founded and exist today entirely for the design and production of camouflage clothing and gear. So, if you insist on name brand camo clothing, I understand. But if you, like me, love a bargain and feel good when you can spend less on your outdoor clothing and gear and still get just what you need, try surplus military camo, and especially the new army ACU stuff. It’ll help you continue to Explore Kansas Outdoors for less.
Steve can be contacted by email at [email protected]