Muckle Creek Water: Luke Bryan
- After the last days incredibly long hours we woke up around seven and slowly got moving. A nice hotel but a broken elevator. We laughed over coffee, biscuits, and gravy before heading out.
- Buttercup roared to life easily that morning, she had had a few rough start ups couple days back.
- Wide open country on the way to Johnson!
- Found a cool little "Hysterical Marker", and it was our only real stop before seeing where Dad where Dad spent most of his time in High School!
| Sante Fe Trail |
- Dad spent one year in the single room school house in Lycan, CO and then would commute twenty miles to Johnson. We said he could leave the house and get to school in time for his first class at 8am! This of course was after the morning chores of milking the cows and taking care of the animals.
| The road Dad drove everyday to HighSchool |
- Dad also told me about his freshman initiation in Johnson. His class had to clean the side walk with toothbrushes with boys dressed as girls and vice versa!
- Stopped off in town at the Morgan house. Unfortunately Buddy passed a couple of years back but we had a nice visit with his wife. She told us stories about riding horses with Buddy. She had the most beautiful yard which she invited un into.
- In high school Dad had a bit of a reputation. He was one of "Three Amigos" Benny Morgan, Buddy, and Walt Payne!!! The local families actually told their daughters to stay away from them!!!
- One night when Dad said the three of them were probably just bored and had finished some rabbit hunting. They headed over to a near by little town of Manter.
- WIth the .22 Dad has sitting downstairs they shot out Manter's one and only street light then got out of town as fast as they could. The three of them then parked with their lights of on a hill just out of town to watch the entire town roar out of their looking for them!!!
- The Mayor already knew the grouped of boys who had done the deed, the suspect list was short at that time, and eventually it got back to the three amigos!!! The Mayor was piping mad and made the three boys personally apologize!
- The stop we made was in Lycan and the farm Dad farmed with Don, and Grandpa! It was wide open country. Unfortunately Lycan can no longer be found on maps of the area.
- The farm was still being used and looked very busy.
- Some of the fields still had some good looking corn and it struck me that it was these same fields Dad used to work. Taking sometimes five days to work a square mile.
- Or that this was the place Don used to tell GrandDad, "Looks like rain today!" sadly more hopeful then accurate. And they would turn their plates upside down so as to not collect dust.
- When we arrived we only found a happy chocolate lab who was more then happy to have a couple new people scratch him behind the ears. In fact he only barked at us when we left.
- The house was built on the foundation of the dug out house everyone lived in. The barn was the original, as was the chicken coop.
- Don we found your propane tank, and boy did it have stories of love and loss scratched all over it!
- Even peeked inside the barn. Dad kept the engine running incase someone came running out with a shot gun!
- Dad showed me the road where Grandma accidentally rolled the truck when they were younger. He figures if he had not been thrown clear us kids would have had to find another family to be born into!
- Heading into Lycan proper we found the old country store and one room school house.
- Dad decided to set the record straight on that snowy night you both had to walk home from the store with a gunny sack of coffee for GrandDad! (video testimony to come)
| The hitching post!!! |
- Leaving Lycan we drove through Holly, where you could buy beer at 16! Dad remembered the way to Holly quite easily!
- We headed back toward Eaton after that and settled into a groove with some wonderful music from Jena and all of a sudden we were parking the garage!
- The adventure did not finish that day until 11:30pm when the final hail, heavy, rain, severe thunderstorms, and rotating clouds passed over us. I am not often frightened by weather and storms. That night I was. Thank you Dad for coming back, and thank you Mom for being so prepared.
- Buttercup, our lovely car that took us all over the country for the last week; well this morning would not even start! She got us home safe though!