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TrundleBum

Trad climber
Las Vegas
Sep 3, 2010 - 07:34am PT


I've met a few, and two stories come to mind.
Both involve climbers that I would consider cowboys.

Scarpelli:
During the early 80's I worked a couple of summers at a boy scout camp. At the end of the first summer I hitched back to Santa Cruz via Laramie and the Valley. Before leaving the scout camp I got a hold of Scarpelli and made plans to end my first day on the road at his place, which I did.
Bob was a gracious host. I called him from a gas station in town and he refused to give me directions to his place. Instead he was there to pick me up a short while later. During my wait in the station I was amazed at this board they had by the counter. It was like a hunter's trophy display. There was all many of wildlife body parts. For some reason (unknown to me at the time) I was absolutely fascinated by this raptor claw. It was whooomongus. I compared what I considered to be my strapping, young, climber fingers with the length and girth of the thing. I did this a few times a few times out of sheer amazement. I thought owing to the fact that it was as large as my fingers and that of a wild animal with immense 'Farm Boy' strength... It would be a bitch to receive the business end of those things. I was really 'Out West' where the Buffalo and Cowboys roam.
Enter Scarpelli.
Back at his house we drank what beer he had on hand. So we venture into Laramie for some fast food and more beer. Standing at the counter in this liquor store waiting to pay for our beer there is one person ahead of us. It is an ever so drunk cowboy. Drunk, I mean this guy was plastered! He is fumbling and mumbling, taking forever just to get his wallet out in attempt to pay for his purchase. I am looking at Scarpelli, he's looking at the proprietor, we are all watching in amazement at this guys level of toxicity. He could barely stand.
Scarpelli had enough and as the guy wheels a little to one side Scarpelli smacks the guy's wallet downward, out of his hand. It sent the guys Bills, cards, pictures etc all over the floor.
My immediate thought "Will I make it out of Laramie?"
The cowboy starts sputtering and spitt'n "I'm gunna kick yer..." type crap and Scarpelli just stands there. The cowboy starts with another line of B.S and Bob abruptly cuts him off with stuff like, I kicked your ass in JR.High. I beat you a few times in High School and nothings changed except now your hammered. If there's going to be anybody's ass getting kicked, it won't be mine. Now pick up your gear, grab your bottle and get out of my way!!!
I am thinking, drunk cowboy, pick up truck, shot gun/rifle rack... time to go, time to become unseen!
Turns out Scarpelli did know this guy that well. The went through school together and had fought all the way. In typical drunk fashion, the guy recognizes Bob with some prompting and gets all 'Bro' about things. Scarpelli reminds him that he just wants to pay for his beer and leave so 'Hurry the F%*&k up and get out of the way. The cowboy leans down and was circling around trying to accumulate his gear when he starts getting pissy again and making comments under his breath. Scarpelli laughed and told him that he had just done the guy a favor. "How so?" the cowboy asks. Scarpelli explained to him that minutes before he could barely stand and if he walked down the street with a bottle in that condition he was certain bait for the local constable. At least now after a little neighborly confrontation he had a chance. As long as he kept his mouth shut.

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And speak of keeping the mouth shut:

So on that scout camp there were three other instructors on my same staff. One was a guy named Rick who hailed from Oklahoma. Rick grew up on a farm/ranch and hand a good amount of experience with animals. At the end of our first season he left to take a seasonal job as a wrangler for a hunting outfitter in the Yukon. The next summer he was full of stories from his experiences.
On the one day off we would usually all pile into Rick's pickup and go to town with two distinct needs to care for. Cashing the checks would quickly and easily dispatch the first need. The second would take a little more time and cunning.
Later that afternoon/eve we are in this college bar in Fort Collins. While at the bar buying a round of beer for the boys, Rick meets this stunningly good looking gal and invites her back to our table. In short order these two are yacking it up. She loves horses and riding and so does Rick. They start making eyes at one another and myself and the other two guys figure Ricks gunna hook up.
All of a sudden, for Rick things go south real fast. He just couldn't keep his mouth shut! She was raised on a ranch and was into some barrel riding etc and simply loved animals. Rick on the other hand comes out with "Yeah I love'm and it pains me to have to whack a horse with a axe handle when they get obstinate"! They began a debate. She coming from a more cultured, equestrian mind set. Rick started into stories like "yeah well... let's say it's early November and your headed back out to the trail head at the end of the season. You come to a small stream that has a glaze of ice over it and the first two of eight animals cross it but number three freaks out and freezes to a stand still and won't move. You have to get that animal to move or else you are going to have six humans and seven other horses stuck in the wilderness through the winter..."

He should've just kept his mouth shut...
Like he pretty much did the whole drive back up country.

Jaybro

Social climber
Wolf City, Wyoming
Sep 3, 2010 - 08:59am PT
Only in a cowboy Joe, Alumni, sense...


-that video is too funny
G_Gnome

Trad climber
In the mountains... somewhere...
Sep 3, 2010 - 02:37pm PT
Well, I never was a cowboy, but it seems that I am a Lesbian. Imagine that!
guido

Trad climber
Santa Cruz/New Zealand/South Pacific
Topic Author's Reply - Oct 10, 2012 - 08:27pm PT
bumpdibump
Timid TopRope

Social climber
'used to be Paradise, CA
Oct 10, 2012 - 08:44pm PT
BLUEBLOCR

Social climber
joshua tree
Oct 10, 2012 - 08:52pm PT
Did you know the term "cowboy" came from the slave owners of the south.
They called the black people that took care of and slept with the cows. " cowBoys"
splitter

Trad climber
Cali Hodad, surfing the galactic plane
Oct 10, 2012 - 08:55pm PT
Survival, beautiful horse!
Reilly

Mountain climber
The Other Monrovia- CA
Oct 10, 2012 - 09:23pm PT
Went skiing at Jackson in '67. My buddy and I decided to check out the
famous Cowboy Bar in town. I was 6'-1" and 180, my buddy had me by an inch
and 20 pounds. Did I mention we were midshipmen and looked it? OK, maybe
a touch on the preppy side by Wyoming standards but we were wholly unprepared
for our reception. We got about a dozen steps into the bar when somebody
cut loose with a well-honed wolf whistle. Without a word we simultaneously
executed a drill team about face and marched our asses outta there. Maybe
we shoulda worn our uniforms. On second thought...
Evel

Trad climber
Nedsterdam CO
Oct 10, 2012 - 09:29pm PT
I'm a direct descendant of Tom Mix, "King of the Cowboys".

jstan

climber
Oct 10, 2012 - 10:01pm PT
Is it in Montana that you have to have 1000 acres before you can have a horse?

A neighbor down the road has a horse cooped up in maybe two hundred square feet with inadequate shade.

Humans are crazy.

Stark raving crazy.
Brokedownclimber

Trad climber
Douglas, WY
Oct 10, 2012 - 10:15pm PT
Don't have a hat. Don't have a horse. Do own the ranch and 30 cows. Most of the other ranchers (as opposed to COWBOYS), make jokes about the clowns in the hats, boots with spurs, etc. We call'em RODEO cowboys, cause that's the only time they really need that schitt, these days.
The Larry

climber
Moab, UT
Oct 10, 2012 - 11:21pm PT
Sploring a beer at the beach.
Sploring a beer at the beach.
Credit: The Larry

Howdy partner.

Scarpelli has educated many a cowboy. Dude fist jams old school 4 camolots.
Juan Maderita

Trad climber
"OBcean" San Diego, CA
Oct 11, 2012 - 12:15am PT

A climber-cowboy in Baja. Beckey riding "Tajo" a frisky 4-year old at ...
A climber-cowboy in Baja. Beckey riding "Tajo" a frisky 4-year old at base camp.
Credit: Juan Maderita
neebee

Social climber
calif/texas
Oct 11, 2012 - 05:30am PT
hey there say, jan...


wow, loved your 'cowboy type history'... just resaw all this, from a bump...

my twin buddies will enjoy it, :)

they like living the cowboy way, :)
they got a ranch, and do all their own work, raise appaloosas, and some cows... well, and
little furry critters on the side--meaning their dogs and cats, :))

i enjoy helping, when i can--but that was a long time, back,
:)
neebee

Social climber
calif/texas
Oct 11, 2012 - 05:31am PT
hey there say, juan...


wow, three cheers to becky... she (oops, he) looks like one fine happy gal (guy), there, :)


god bless...
:)


EDIT:
THANKS, SKULLY, ooops, well, it SAID 'becky'... ;)

(has the same shape face as my ex mom in law) :O


humans can be hard recognize at times, :)

thanks again skully... wow, the things we learn here
at the ol' taco, :)


Captain...or Skully

climber
Oct 11, 2012 - 05:39am PT
Uh, Neebee, that's Fred Beckey.

Jaybro

Social climber
Wolf City, Wyoming
Oct 11, 2012 - 05:43am PT
Bob can fistjam, Bad Ass Moma

Not even a kings rope or dekalb hat, broke?
couchmaster

climber
pdx
Oct 11, 2012 - 06:51am PT
An old cowboy went to a bar and ordered a drink. As he sat sipping his whiskey, a young lady sat down next to him. She turned to the cowboy and asked, "Are you a real cowboy?"

He replied, "Well, I've spent my whole life on the ranch, herding horses, mending fences, and branding cattle, so I guess I am."

She said, "I'm a lesbian. I spend my whole day thinking about women. As soon as I get up in the morning, I think about women. When I shower, I think about women. As I watch TV, or even eat, I think about women. Everything seems to make me think about women."

The two sat sipping in silence. A short time later, a man sat down on the other side of the old cowboy and asked, "Are you a real cowboy?"

He replied, "I always thought I was, but I just found out that I'm a lesbian."
Brokedownclimber

Trad climber
Douglas, WY
Oct 11, 2012 - 08:07am PT
Jaybro-

Those of us who actually live here and own places all joke: what's the commonality between cowboy hats and hemorrhoids? Answer; sooner or later, every a$$hole gets one...
splitter

Trad climber
Cali Hodad, surfing the galactic plane
Oct 11, 2012 - 08:14am PT
I find this thread very stimulating, and it has brought forth a few questions;

Question #1: Can Cowboys be Savages? Or are they incompatible, an oxymoron and are either a)Cowboys, or b) Savages?

Question #2: If a Lesbian dated a cowboy would she ride bareback or side saddle, or would neither one no longer apply?
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