Sunday, March 21, 2010

"Sites And Sounds Of The Past"
















On a recent trek to the old hangar and pilot's lounge here on the Flying L Ranch I couldn't help but imagine hearing the sound of an old twin-engine airplane as it started up one of its engines. I could imagine seeing the exhaust as it disappeared into the morning air. I could see frost on the ground, the hills in the background and someone having a fresh cup of coffee to begin their day. It was September 1947 (the year I was born) when they had the grand opening of the Flying L Ranch. Life and Flying magazines were here to document the occasion. The day started with a little flying over the Texas hill country, an afternoon fashion show and, of course, some Texas music around a camp fire at night.

Every once in a while an old timer will stop by the ranch and talk about the time he spent the afternoon watching planes take off and land. So next time you are here at the ranch you may want to take a walk over to the old hangar and listen. Maybe you will hear the sound of that old twin-engine startin' up!

Saturday, March 20, 2010

"Big Buck And Little Buck"


Well we just finished up a great week of spring break at the ranch. While hangin' out around the campfire one night I had the chance to meet Buck. He called me Big Buck so I thought Little Buck would be a good name for him. Little Buck I hope you had a great time here at the ranch.

Monday, March 8, 2010

"Spring Break"


It's that time.

We are filling the Lone Star Lagoon water park and getting ready for Spring. I hope you are ready to jump in the cold water.
Tawni is gettin' the horses ready and all the wranglers are just awaiting for you to show up.

Of course Joe Bob has some unbelievable stories to tell, and Dennis has a little magic, I still can't figure how he does those tricks. I am making sure the tractor has gas for those scary rides to Ghost Town and I am still seeing lots of deer, some nights over two hundred. My Guitar has been sick so I have been takin' it easy with some new songs.

I have been all over Bandera and I can't think of another place I'd rather hang my hat.