The Pabst boys ready for their morning run. :litebulb: I wonder if they fed all those horses the spent grain from the brewing?

Cowboys. What struck me is the horses, they're ground tied, trained to stay wherever the reins are dropped to the ground. But half of them are on very uncomfortable ground. Why would a cowboy do that to his horse when it means after lunch his horse isn't rested. Or do you think they were posed for the picture after everybody put a clean shirt on?

I'd guess that every cowboy wanted his horse in the pic.

Parking lots hadn't been invented yet.

Horse Draw Trolley, known in the trade as a Horsecar.

This is hard work, even with sharp saws, and sturdy boots, it's hard work all day long. That load isn't too bad for the horses but it would be a lot easier on wheels. I love watching horses work. Looks like they're leaving the birches.

Damn skippy it is.

Grandpadigr was a logger. His dad was a logger.

One time Ucledigr had a tree go down in a storm, it fell into the creek. It was a huge old tree, and had to be cleared out of the creek lest it create a jam.

A bunch of us gathered up one Saturday to remove this tree. Uncledigr came down to the creek carrying one of Grandpadigr's old two-man cross-cut saws and a spraycan of oil. He wanted to "do it the way Papaw done it". We all took our turns with history, so-to-speak. In the creek. Waist deep to the grown-ups.:greenface Got it done.

I still hurt when I think about it.

Horses didn't tear the shit out of the woods though. Appropriate level of tech in some conditions.

Spinning wheels are rototillers, cat treads are worse when they turn, but a careful operator can minimize damage. Most don't care.

Driving home from Pittsburgh today, saw an Amish farmer in the field with his team. Haven't seen that in February before. I'm not sure what his purpose would be right now, since we're due for some 0 degree nights in the next week ...

Maybe plowing plant material under so it has to time to compost by planting time?

Maybe ... not usual around here but this isn't a usual winter. Maybe too much is coming up too soon and it has to be plowed under. We had a small herd of deer grazing on our north field at dusk - so strange for them to be grazing now, too.

Definitely sensing a disturbance in the force.

Nail a calendar to the tree so the deer will know what they are supposed to be doing. ;)

Why is that?

Four Horsepower, literally.

Horse and dog die after eating poisoned cookie

What a complete, and, total dick.

Probably getting cleaned up for the 4th of July parade. At least for the horses the job gets easier as the tank empties.

Amish RV...

RFD Mail Runner... he doesn't have to deliver for Amazon.

Chuck Wagon in 1945? The cowboy era of cattle drives had been pretty much history since at least 30 years and a world war ago. I guess it might have been part of the war effort, shortage of gas, and all that. Or a camouflaged UFO spotter.

Jesus, Gleichen to Calgary must be near 60 miles. :eek3:

seems like it would have been easier to have the ten wagons split up instead of all in one train. There were enough people available to drive the wagons. Look at all those lollygaggers.

If they split it up there wouldn't be any lollygaggers, nobody will come to see ten wagons :haha:

That's pretty much what I was gonna say: Spectacle.

And 60 miles of it. :eek:

"Whoa! Whoa mule!! I said WHOA!!!!!!!"[/YosemiteSam]



Please to disregard everything after the hoss...

I wonder if he was disqualified/penalized for going over the end line, or is that just the shut down area after the finish?

Working horses working...

Compacts have taken over.

Elspode is a relentless driver.

Also, Bruce's Shetland chariot reminded me of this:

Just a pony I saw on photosafari:

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Not always, but usually enough to get you home.

Never forget...

Horse bacon?

Oh ferchristsake. Duh. :blush:

The Redheads. It's always the redheads causing trouble, stirring up the stallions to fight.
She couldn't care less who wins, just standing around waiting for the D.

Sometimes the bigger kids will ambush you on the way home...

Recently I have been scanning old negatives from my grandparents collection. I figured this shot fit in here what with the horses.

The lady standing was my grandmother, my dad and his younger sister are on the horses. They are just outside the gates to The Forbidden City in Beijing. They used to ride their horses there once or twice a week. I think it was taken in about 1925 as my dad looks like he is 9 or so.

My grandmother was a pretty spiffy dresser what with the coat and tie and riding britches, boots and big hat. They lived a good life there, Grandpa worked for the Chinese Postal Service which was administered by the British. They had several servants, an armour or nanny for the kids when they were young, a gardener, cook and stable boy as well as a gate keeper to keep the riff raff out.

That's pretty cool and a great family treasure. It must have been an unusual childhood for your Dad and Aunt, quite an adventure. They probably wouldn't realize how much until they came home though.

Thanks for sharing that. It's interesting. What an amazing experience growing up there.

A flying horse...

*pronk*

...and I shall call him "Boing".

Hey look, a seahorse...

Boo. Hiss, boo.

Aww shadap, damn critics...

Hustling hamburgers...

More seahorses... I wonder what the rope running over her boot is about?

Safety line, to keep her from falling off the beach. She's really a blonde.

Horses, them ain't horses... well half horses...

That don't look like the Bronx.

Making the transition...

recently in the park

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Nae Nae

***Dirty Nursery Rhyme Warning***

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~Andrew 'Dice' Clay (who else?:))

This is Buddy.

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Clydesdale horse eludes capture in Santa Cruz Mountains for 5 days