Mad Jack Hanks: Tales From The O-NO Ranch 3-4-13 |

Mad Jack Hanks: Tales From The O-NO Ranch 3-4-13

Mad Jack Hanks
Wellington, Colo.

Gentle readers, it’s always just about this time of the year that cabin fever sets in. Even though we have had pretty much an open winter without much snow, it’s still been very cold at times and wind?

You wouldn’t believe unless of course you are my neighbors up the road in Wyoming. I did catch a nice morning a couple of weeks back and after breakfast I stuck the “wood” (that’s saddle for new comers) on ol’ paint and we rode the perimeter of my place checking on the condition of the fences and also on how many prairie dogs had been added since I last took a tally. The morning was beautiful being fairly warm and no WIND.

When I got back to the house I decided that maybe I should get the oil changed in the Harley. I called the shop and was told to bring it in at one o’clock. It’s about 30 miles to their shop. I went out to the garage at 12:30 and cranked up the bike and the wind started blowing. Man did it blow. It was way worse on the way home. On days like this I usually try and catch up on my cartooning, house work etc.

I have a “cabin fever” story for you.

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Pete and his three friends always took a camping trip in the spring just to get away. Pete’s wife told him in no uncertain terms was he to go camping this year! His buddies went on with their trip as planned and when they got to the camping site they always used, there sat ol’ Pete with a fire going and his tent set up and a cold beer in his hands.

“Pete, what in the world are you doin’ here?” one of his buddies asked.

“Well, it’s like this: after you guys left my wife came up behind me and put her hands over my eyes. To my surprise and shock, when I turned around she was naked as a Jay bird, took me by the hand and led me into the bedroom. She gave me a pair of handcuffs and told me to handcuff her to the bed and ‘do whatever’ I wanted, so here I am.”

Well, I reckon ol’ Pete caught heck when he got back home but at least he was able to ditch that ole “cabin fever” for the time being.

I wouldn’t suggest you fellers try anything like that unless you intend to be homeless the rest of your life.

Spring is only a few weeks away and we really could use lots more snow. We’ll see.

Stay tuned, check your cinch on occasion, stand tall, and I’ll c y’all, all y’all. ❖

Mad Jack Hanks

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