Midian Ranch Blog

This is the web log for Midian Ranch, an isolated homestead in rural Nevada. It is owned by Jason and Tina Walters, whom are also its regular posters. This blog is exclusively for the enlightenment and edification of our friends, family, and colleagues.

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Location: Gerlach, Nevada, United States

Monday, October 17, 2005

All Your Sagebrush Are Belong To Us! Posted by Picasa

Weekend of October 8th, 9th

Mooove it on over, humans! In the middle of the night we were invaded by a small herd of the Jackson’s cows. I had foolishly left the gate open and, I suppose, our ranch looks appealing to the inscrutable cattle mind. Fortunately we had professional help available. Once we let him outside, Snap promptly hearding our bovine trespassers together and moved them back out of the gate. Then, looking particularly pleased with himself, he came back inside the ranch house, flopping down on the floor with a satisfied sigh.

In other news our weekend was a rather social one. We had dinner with the Stammers on Friday night and with Ron, Dahlia, and the Jackson Family on Saturday. On both nights the temperature plummeted, but all the same we insisted on eating outside. After all, its only going to get colder from here on out. We also continued our work on painting the office, “air-balling” its roof with sealant as well as pulling down a layer of trim paint. I also began skirting the office with plywood for the Winter. We should have our wood burning stove functioning within the next few trips as well; a project I have been looking forward to completing for several years now.

Sunday, October 02, 2005

Chucky Jackson and I having a drink. The Jackson's have ranched the valley for over 100 years.  Posted by Picasa

Steve and Dan (and Taco) Posted by Picasa

The Weekend of September 24th and 25th

September 24th was, as my wife has rather succinctly put it, a perfect day. Donna and Steve’s wedding was an incredibly fun and lovely affair. The food was wonderful, the company was entertaining, and the drinks kept flowing long into the night. Pleasant bluegrass music was in the air: loud enough to be pleasing without being distracting. The groom, his son, and the best man rode up to the alter on horseback dressed up like Earp Brothers on their way to the O.K. Corral. The bride arrived with her parents in a white carriage pulled by what looked like a white Clydesdale. The exchange of vows was very quick, very sweet, and took place with a minimal of encumbering verbiage.

The next day it was back to reality (ok; I had a hangover). Tina and I worked on painting the office, which now has a complete first coast on its exterior. We then loaded up a few HERO books from the warehouse and headed back in mid-afternoon, which was nice because we got home at a reasonable hour.

Weekends don’t get much better than this one: good friends, good food, and a little work.