It MUST be the Rooster. We’ve had light to moderate rain all day today!
More trouble in paradise!
Police were called out this morning after there was trouble at Dolly’s Place in Silver Onyx.
A po;iceman tals to Rooster after he was kicked out of Dolly’s Place.
(http://freightsheds.largescalecentral.com/users/doug_arnold/_forumfiles/Rooster6.jpg)
Doug. That what he gets by pecking his way in, or pecking in the wrong places.lol.
The news has gotten out that Rooster raised the roof at Dolly’s Place.
The miners are protective of Dolly’s Place.
Rumors are flying that the miners are planning a tar and feathers party.
Consequently a local police office escorted Rooster to the outgoing passenger train. Rumor has it he’s headed out of the desert!
Rooster headed out of town!
Word has it that the Roving Rooster was last seen headed out toward the left coast. But today he was spotted on the San Pete Valley Railway that originally ran outside of Salt Lake City in Utah, (though now located in Westminster, CA). The SPVR is owned by John, Sandra, and Greg Fowkes.
The San Pete runs narrow gauge on code 250 nickel silver with hand sawn ties. Rooster was well received at the main station as he departed the train.
First he met with the “local color.”
And asked where a big c–k could find a good time. Of course he was directed to the “other side of the tracks” where he could strut his stuff.
But a guy can only endure so much, so Roving Rooster (RR) decided to have a look at the sights.
First he came upon Ben and Henry. Henry had been cranking the car all day and literally cranked his arm off trying to get it to start. RR got bored and kept trying to move on, but couldn’t quite bring himself to leave because you know what they say about “Birds of a Flivver…”
Finally, he made his way to “The Junction” and decided to get a nice sip from the water tower, when Billy Joe and Bobby Joe just sort of “popped up” (as did RR)!
From there RR made his way to the park where they were having a party, that he thought must have been in his honor, as even his un-hatched offspring were present. I guess RR had never seen balloons before.
The town is prosperous and there was plenty to do everywhere he went.
And plenty of agriculture with job opportunities to bring in some scratch.
And lots of interesting critters to chat with.
RR was thinking that this place is actually pretty nice, and well maintained…
…and would make a nice place to settle down. So he thought that he would check out the real estate market.
Then he saw what it costs to live in the area and headed out of town to see if he could do better.
But his presence didn’t go unnoticed.
And he was instantly shown to the medicine man.
Who then announced that “Chicken soup is the best medicine and we are looking at a lifetime’s supply here.”
RR high tailed it out of there heading back to town, and of course we all know that only “Rocky” can catch a chicken.
Once back in town, RR heard there was a commotion. It seems that “someone or something” had completely depleted the reserves and the townsfolk are now looking at a long hard winter. RR could only stand there with egg on his beak.
And while no one could ever prove that RR took the seed, he decided that maybe it was just better wave goodbye and skip on to the next stop.
So Rooster got out of town before he went to jail again?
He just can’t stay out of trouble!
Rooster sure is scratching up a fuss everywhere he goes. Nice photos and story Todd. I like that half painted covered bridge.
Where will the Roaming Roving Rooster end up next?
Hopefully he makes it to the Pacific Northwest before the snow flies. We don’t need a frozen frier.
Chuck
Current word on Roving Rooster is that after leaving Utah, somehow he lost his way and found himself in the Mojave Desert. (What a bird brain!) Luckily one of the local denizens, a gopherus agassizii (federally endangered, but Permitted) happened upon Rooster and asked where he was headed.
When Rooster said that he was trying to make it out to the Tortoise & Lizard Bash, the locals were only too happy to help out.
There was another Rooster siting today. It seems that the Roving Rooster has now made it through the Arizona Desert and has come to Colorado River and was seen “flying” over the water much to the chagrin of the paying passengers. (Note how low the tributary is due to the drought.)
And here we thought chickens couldn’t fly that far.
Another Roving Rooster siting appeared in the news today. It would seem that once again, RR has proven that when push comes to shove, chickens really can fly.
This siting was over the Tortoise & Lizard Bash. More news to come as it breaks.
Stay tuned!
It looks like the Rooster is getting a bit more rowdy since he has gone West hanging off balloons, tormenting tortoises and getting into bar fights!
He was actually polite when he toured the RRPPRR on Cape Cod though he wasn’t too happy when he got stuck in that low hanging tree branch. he did admit it was his fault and said “this chicken should have ducked”
Maybe it is that one green foot that has him on edge?
That does not surprise me Todd. If the ‘western’ movies are anything to go by then the West was always a rowdy place. (http://www.cosgan.de/images/smilie/musik/e020.gif)
The saga continues…
The Roving Rooster (RR) arrived in Tortoise Town on the Tortoise & Lizard Bash Railroad last Saturday to much fanfare. Of course, as cocky as he is, he figured that the festivities were being held in his honor.
But word of his arrival went all the way to the top bringing out the big wigs. “Rooster, your fame and reputation are well known. Treat this place like home, but keep your beak clean,” said Porsche. “None of your antics and we’ll have no problems,” added Casey Joan.
So RR did just that and began to settle in. First he looked for a place to stay and headed across the tracks to the local hotel…
… But was thrown out the next morning due to his dawn reveille. “That place was too tame for me anyway,” thought RR. “I need more excitement.” So RR asked around and heard that the Tegu Terrace in Chameleon Corners was the place to be…, and headed out. When he arrived, he found nice accommodations…
… And continual partying with lots of libation and some really hot chicks.
So Rooster decided to party hearty with the best of them, but after a while started to develop some indigestion. “I need some chicken grit.” he squawked as he wandered off, and when he came across a continual stream of crushed gold…, well he made like a turkey and began to gobble, gobble, gobble the assets.
Once RR had stuffed his giblets he was ready for a big drink to wet his whistle. He came to Chameleon Caverns and wondered why the residents would intentionally fricassee themselves, but decided that the hot tubs would provide a nice “spot of tea” totally draining one of the tubs in one slurp.
Then he made his way over to the chicken ranch…
… Where he did his “chicken dance” and accommodated all the ladies…,
… Then helped himself to all of the corn.
Mad as a wet hen, Lizzy said, “There’s no telling what that cuckold dude’ll do next.” So she thought it best to inform the Sherriff “Chuck A. Walla” that RR was up to his old shenanigans again.
RR became a rogue rooster and the law was after him. So RR decided that he needed to “go on the lamb.”
Rooster may be a bird brain, but is no dumb cluck. He recognized that he needed to hide. First he tried the theater thinking no one would see him in the darkness, but realized that if the law saw him in line, his goose would be cooked.
Then he tried to hide out with the tramps, but his fowl odor alerted the authorities to his presence…
… And he was barely able to escape and high tail it out of there. But word of his doings spread and by now the residents wanted to have him tarred and started to lay in a supply. (He was already feathered.) Rooster caught sight of the gooey stuff and made hay.
So if he couldn’t hide, maybe he could disguise himself. Drawing from his kindred, he knew that camouflage could be the answer. But how can a rooster as big and brightly colored as RR camouflage itself in the open???
SIMPLE!!! When rooster took a good look at himself, he recognized that he was hatched of Southern Pacific heritage and heredity had given him the natural coloration to blend in with the Daylight motive power and rolling stock! Even his tail was the historic SP green used on the old coach exteriors and all of the interiors. His best camouflage was to just stand around and strut his stuff amongst the motive power! So that’s just what he did.
But there was one catch. No matter how well he could blend in, his foot would still give him away. “If I could get the green paint off my foot, I could just blend in,” he thought. So he went over to the shoeshine stand for some bootblack, but had no scratch, so left empty winged.
Word had it that there were a bunch of vatos out to the north who could help him, or if not, at least harbor him. So he headed up to Gila Bend where he met with the Low-rider group. First he met with the top tagger who only had blue paint left, and while it is different than light green, it wasn’t an SP color and was different enough such that he still wouldn’t blend in with the flock.
Looking over the group, he figured he was pretty safe here, so he decided to leave the foot alone and party with the homies for a while.
“Hey man, this pollo loco got some huevos,” said Chuy. “I like a capon with cajones” he said, as he pulled out his recipe for “beer can chicken.”
http://www.mccormick.com/Grill-Mates/Recipes/Main-Dishes/Beer-Can-Chicken
RR took flight. He knew that he needed to hide, but never got that foot taken care of and was running out of time. He headed down to the Lazy Lizard Dude Ranch, but the posse got word and prepared an ambush.
Rooster was escorted to the Widow Maker Mine. “Rooster, once again you’ve gone afowl. Next time you return to the Tortoise & Lizard Bash, this is your fate,” said Chuck. “And you see that rope? I’ll personally pullet!”
Chuck Walla and the gang then escorted RR to the edge of town and asked him not to return. But somehow, like a bad penny, you just never know where the Roving Rooster will turn up next.
Very good Todd!
I don’t know how you got all those people to stand so still for Rooster’s visit/tour.
Todd
When he was in Mass. the locals saw thru him fast!
It seems he had your locals snowed…
I wonder why it took them so long to see him as he is!
Nice coverage !
So were is the bugger going next?
Or Sean the Rooster knew not to push the boundaries with us Massholes or he would end up in a hole himself.