Cheyenne Ranger, 48747L

spent 9 years as a volunteer firefighter, 5 as an EMT, here in NW Houston area. As a school teacher, was one of the few who could make the daytime fires. Nothing like rolling up to a fully involved house fire with a total of 3 on the truck our "beloved" chief won't let us wear balaclavas under our helmets cause we kept melting the helmets good times cr

At least Plague was down

my 2¢: he followed the directions of TO, so only misses waiting on PWB for THE FINAL ANSWER 🍿

pictures??

TRR shot yesterday in 95° temps and a heat index of 104°. Six full stages to boot didn't lose anyone, but a few bullets melted before they got to the targets--at least that's how those cowboys were explaining their misses. cr

I get to shoot with both these guys, Manchaca Kid and Wild Eagle. Both are class acts and fast, too. They are perfect examples of why SASS is so much fun. cr

I'm ALWAYS broke

oiling the gun before putting it in plastic isn't a bad idea either.

It's 'there' online, but when I try to register, it just keeps going back to the same page also, when I get to the support page https://www.dillonprecision.com/support-home.html there is no ticket form to fill in The phone number 800.223.4570 gives me a male voice saying, "Sorry, your call cannot be completed." so Is it me, or is it Memorex??? cr

I asked wrong question--will start new thread

trying all weekend and today -- no joy

Ruby at HQ is the clubs' contact person she can help you out Ruby Ruthless. SASS HQ ruby@sassnet.com cr

WOW! 👀

respectfully, I cast and reload to keep from having to make these decisions

think I read the .22s need heavier springs than center-fire guns. Of course, I also read we're going to be invaded by little green men 👽

members in the club, SASS and not

Turns out SASS HQ doesn't keep records of the number of members by club. So let's see if we can gather that info for them just list the club name and the number of members. Not worried if they are active or not, just a club member member of more than one = send info for all of them thanks cr

he pitched more than I did

there are some really crude examples on that site--not made well at all

technology is great . . . till it's not

Military discount they offer

just sent my DD-214 off to them

Hotter than two rats making whoopee in a wool sock

Cheyenne Ranger SASS #48747L (the True Story) Alias: I was born a long time ago but since I was very small at the time I don’t remember much of it. I misspent my youth developing a love of slow horses and fast women. This led to me leaving quite a few towns in a great hurry, many times, at night, on the back of someone’s “borrowed” horse. I gravitated to the area around Cheyenne, Wyo. At that time respectable work was hard to find which was fine with me. The best and easiest work was riding with a group of cowpokes that would search out “lost” cattle and the fellers that kinda helped them get lost. We were a semi-legal group that acquired the collective name of Rangers. Nowhere near the quality or style of our Texas brethren but we did provide some service to the ranchers in the area. We drank hard and rode easy—it was a good life and one that didn’t require much effort from me, other than not falling off the back of my mount after an especially hard night of drinking. Alas, all good things must come to and end. Several less-reputable members of our band decided that there was more money in helping the cattle get “lost” than finding them—it made perfect sense to me at the time. Once again, I found myself on the back of a fast moving horse with the lights of Cheyenne disappearing in the distance. Figured about then, that since too make people knew my real name, I might want to be known by a different moniker—hence Cheyenne Ranger now rode the ranges of the West. Time passed and I ended up in No-Name City. Helped Ben Rumsfeld and Partner with their project to gather the spilled gold dust from under all the bars and stores. When the town literally disappeared into the ground, Lee asked me if he could model the character Kid Shelleen after me—I was flattered and agreed, though the most fun I had was singing with Nat King Cole and Stubby Kaye throughout Cat Ballou. Always hated that my part ended up on the cutting room floor. Next I traveled south and stopped for a time in New Mexico; Lordsburg seemed like a nice place. It had been a long and lonely trip and I was in need of female companionship. Word on the street was that a woman had come in from Kansas City, KS to bury her husband. I met Violet Peacock, SASS #56964, soon after his funeral. He had been on the stagecoach from Tonto to Lordsburg. He was wounded by an arrow and later died from the infection. Here was a woman that a man could settle down with! Violet and I were married and began a quiet, simple life. Both she and I became teachers working for the local school district and live peaceably even to this day. Interest in CAS: It was here in the school system where I met Lady Wolf. She and her husband Lone Wolf would be the ones to invite me to attend my first Texas Regulators match. They were generous with guns, gear and ammo and before the match was over I knew this was for me, especially since I live 10 miles from the range—this was meant to be! Selecting an alias was simply returning to my nickname from the Wyoming Ranger days—Cheyenne Ranger. Gathering the guns, leather, clothing and ammo has been an ongoing process. By now we have more hardware than some of the smaller third-world countries, abet all of it single or lever action. Reloading has always been a part of my life and now I got to add more calibers and even resume reloading for the scattergun—an old rotator cuff surgery requires loads even lighter than the Winchester Featherlites, plus Violet is a genteel lady of fine up-bringing. Now that I am well into my second year of CAS, I am looking forward to being more of an asset to the club. I hope to attend RO-I school and increase my support for the Texas Regulators. I got to write one set of Stage Descriptions and want to do some more. The urge to shoot with other clubs is increasing and Slash and I will be doing that soon. There even is some talk of actually beginning to aim at the targets though I find that to be a highly overrated skill. Other Hobbies: I cast bullets and reload. I probably have paid for Mike Dillon’s trips to Paris once or twice (that’s Paris, France, not Texas.) Other than those activities I devote myself full-time to seeing to Violet’s every need and wish. She is a lady of great elegance and grace though she did marry me (something that never ceases to amaze me.) Most Memorable Moment was when my brother, Slashwood Whittler, joined up and has become my shooter partner. I hope to involve my wife, Violet Peacock, in CAS shooting in the coming months. She is getting encouragement from Tracker’s better half Kit O’Leary—a perfect reason for more guns, gear and get-ups. Deep Dark Secret: Taught to me by an old cowhand, “If you count all the legs and divide by 4 you’ll know how many cows are in the herd.” Cheyenne Ranger and Violet Peacock are Walter and Debbie Laich who have been “molders of young minds” (teachers) in Spring I.S.D. Debbie has taught for 30 years in elementary and middle schools and Walter for 35, all at Ponderosa Elementary. They have seen FM 1960 as a two-lane road and remember deer crossing at 1960 and Kuykendahl—however he doesn’t remember breakfast.

that is the right link we tried PS2, and went back to PS1. Cowboy club, here maybe we knew PS1 too well to have to relearn some of the new ways to get things done. of course we sign folks up AT the match and post to PS website the results. We do send out the overall, by categories and clean shooters as .pdfs to all the members after the match cr