Day 3: Ridin' in the wimp wagon by Samantha Shankle, Outpost Staff Related Articles: Introduction Day 1 :Outside Doyle, Calif. Day 2 :Hittin' the trail Day 4 :The sunshower incident in Lemmon Valley Day 5 :Arrival into Reno Cattle Drive Facts     I woke early finding it was difficult to get out of my bag. My bottom felt the repercussions of too much trotting, I found myself whining like an old lady. Cecil cruised by me on his horse, showing no pain whatsoever. I stuck my hands under my butt and pushed on. That day we rode drag, the position at the back of the cattle, the dirtiest, dust choking job you could ask for. Spirits were high, and the scenery began to change as we approached civilization. As we stopped for lunch, I took the opportunity to switch over to the "wimp wagon." I felt no remorse by jumping in the rear of this Cadillac of the old west. The teamsters were the group of people who volunteered their time and rugged wagons to haul the necessities of the camp to each campsite. We rode in 18 miles later, to a place called the Moonrocks, and immediately set up camp and prepared for the wedding of the couple from Kansas. I laid down to take a nap, and found Evening entertainment for the wedding under the stars. Photo by:S.Shankle myself waking to the cheers of a wedding celebration. I missed the wedding! But the party had just begun with live bluegrass music and dancing. I stayed up as long as possible, taking a few photos and congratulating the couple, yet found myself fading with the sunset. I went to bed early.           copyright 02/26/98Nevada Outpost http://www.jour.unr.edu/outpost Outpost | Metro | Lifestyle | Travel | Dining | Outdoors Specials | Links | About us | Mail us