Good night that sound yummy....

Ya know how hungry I get on those climbs? And where's there's no food at the top my tummy growls so loudly it rolls down the canyon and scares whatever's left.

stovepipe wrote:

Good night that sound yummy.... Ya know how hungry I get on those climbs? And where's there's no food at the top my tummy growls so loudly it rolls down the canyon and scares whatever's left.

now that reminds me of wallaby hunting, you get to the top of a hill then go "landscaping" you see who can roll the biggest rock or get one to go the furtherest. it sure gets the game up and moving, now if I read it right these chuckor like to run uphill and flush from the top when they are in danger..... I wonder if next time you are up on top whether or not you have got anything to loose by giving a few rocks the ol heave ho. you might get lucky and the birds may just run out to see what the fuss is about, come to think of it thats how we flush wee guts full of brush when the dogs are getting knackered in the heat too give it a whirl.

Oh they do all kinda weird stuff. When there's a breeze they can glide forever. Dang it.

My buddy does the rock-n-roll thingy. I don't as my eyes are not as good as his and I dont wanna start a slide on some poor soul I didnt see.

We saw some poor fellas struggling up the river way below us one day many years ago, when I say below us they were at least 300yrds down stream.... well boys being boys we just had to do a little rock n rolln.... talk about run we were fair rolling around laughing watching them go.