7/21/10, Cumbres Pass, CO - After a late start and a long climb, the lads pulled me to about 300 feet in elevation below the summit of Cumbres Pass.
Last night, the boys appeared to find the only burdock plants in their pasture. Doc looked like the Burdock King. His mane and fetlocks were full of it. Bill also managed to get a mane full. B.O.B., always careful of his image, retained his long flowing locks of hair. There was only one remedy for this malady; the lads got their manes roached. It was either that or spend about 3 hours picking out the burrs.
Iím past due to get my mane roached too. Maybe if I rub my head in a bunch of burdock, some stranger will take a pair of scissors to me!