It kept me from going to the Ranch Tavern’s annual holiday party last night. And after going to the Ranch’s campout in September (shown above), I know how awesome these potluck get-togethers are.
The campout was in a great little campground just past Whistlin’ Jack’s, and even though it rained the whole weekend, it was great fun: a bunch of Ranch regulars dressed all in camo, drinking Busch tallboys, listening to country music and telling the story about the time they saw Willie Nelson and Kris Kristofferson in a mini mart in Gleed.
I also got a private lesson from a 9-year-old boy on how to catch crawdads and frogs; important stuff to know. Who knows what I would have learned last night.
p.s. I'm posting this from Jack-Sons on Tieton where they have super spicy bloody marys, lots of TVs for football watching, bottomless fries and free wifi.