Thought it might be time to say hey. Most of the folks I remember talking with aren’t with us any longer. One of the things I miss about this seventh decade is old friends who aren’t able to share their memories of Louis L’Amour stories any longer. If you’re like me you’ve read the stories over and over…in bed, at the dining table, in a tent, or even at a story location. Travel is limited now at the end of my seventh decade, but reading any Louis L’Amour story is always worth the journey. There was a time not too long ago a buddy and I started to write a story, but he died before we finished the third chapter. We’ll discuss that again when I reach the end of the trail.

Anyway, currently I am into REILLY’S LUCK for I forget how many times. One of the fun things about the stories is visiting the sites where the stories took place…and even camping out or visiting the hotel where the story was written and walking over the ground of the characters. One story involved a rock that was on a cliff side for centuries that suddenly rolled off and rested at the bottom. I rode past it on one trip to California and on the way back it was gone…having dropped off and rolled to the bottom. Yes, I found it. There were even wild horses in areas Louis wrote about. I don’t know if they’re still in the area, but it was an eyebrow raising moment a few decades ago.

Anyway, if you’re new to the world’s of Louis L’Amour enjoy the journey and be sure to visit some of the remote sites…take a tent and an LL story along to fall deeper into the world of Louis L’Amour. On some of the backroads keep an eye out for wild horses..small parts of the west are still wild…watch out for snakes and honor the Native Americans that continue to reside there. A great adventure awaits…

Mike S

Well written summary,
but not one comment, seemingly different compared to years ago. Not enough interest or newer members without the stamina or will, no encouragement, to correspond.
I remember a time when every subject, every post was well received with vigor.
Just got back from Utah and the Guardsman Pass and many trails to ponder, wondering if Louis's invisible footsteps lay before me...

The unforgiving beauty and power of the desert, where it all began, and in countless years nature has been at work, the glaring sun, the heat, the cold, the wind and water has slowly changed the rocks, polishing others, and the lichen had eaten at their exposed sides.....Louis L'Amour..
I walked the one mile, but the heat and the dry air seems to take your stamina. Footsteps seemed to be miles away, crunching under your feet making it harder to walk. My brother wanted to go on to the overlook, but it took so much from us, and though we had enough water, it didn't make no difference, the desert rules and tells you how far you can go.
Perhaps, if we went early in the morning, we'll give it another try...
All I want now is a cool drink with a lot of ice, some shade and a resting place to close my eyes and ponder the beauty of the desert...
September waits for another try....

Blainmcqueen

That’s alright right there.

No offense intended. Sometimes you need to get some attention so fans will be interested. This is a forum and hardly anyone posts. Be cool pilgrims and remember the Duke and
Louis L'Amour....

Blainmcqueen