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bigmacbear) wrote2023-03-19 11:59 pm
bigmacbear) wrote2023-03-19 11:59 pm
Texas Bear Round-Up Day 4 of 5
SUNDAY
I had set an alarm for 9:30 but rose for the day about nine. While taking care of my morning meds and glucose test, I realized I'd be late for the hotel breakfast buffet, and at ten I returned to bed for another hour before showering and dressing.
Around 11:30 I caught the bus to the Round-up Saloon and Thomas sat with me, with Matthew and Jimmy opposite us. When we arrived, there was a long line to enter the bar so we had to walk around the corner. I misjudged the uneven sidewalk and went down in a heap, sustaining a skinned knee and a minor abrasion on my palm but otherwise good to go. After navigating the long line and entering the bar, I fixed my plate and sat at a folding table to eat. Across from me, a couple of older bears from Vancouver, WA, Peter and Mark, ate their lunch and we chatted a bit. After lunch, I headed to the upstairs patio to get away from the crowd and give someone else space to eat. My knee was bothering me though, so eventually I got a Jack and Coke and found an open seat by the dance floor where the closing ceremony was held. The bar began to clear out after that, and David arrived with his friends Roger and David. He'd driven to the event from Chicago so he arrived by car, and offered me a ride to the Hidden Door with him and his friends.
We bypassed the line for the bus and bundled into the car for the short trip. Once we got inside and bought drinks, I found a seat under a tree by the front fence and texted our local friend Chris to let him know where to find me. Chris arrived while David was getting us another round of drinks, and we chatted briefly until David returned and I introduced them. After we'd chatted a bit longer, Chris excused himself to go mingle, and we went in several directions. I said hi to Justin from the bus to the waterpark, and he pointed out the barstool tucked behind the door to the patio, which I used as soon as I got another drink. From there I spotted a big red-bearded bear (yay!) wearing a Michigan shirt (boo!), as well as a thinner black dude wearing a NY Giants shirt. Around that time, David let me know he, Roger, and David were going back to the hotel. I caught up with the Giants fan later and he introduced himself as Devondre or just D for short. I mentioned hockey and Gary's Islanders vs. Mike's Rangers, and D responded, "Fuck the Rangers." He was accompanied by a young dude and a lady with blonde cornrows. She proclaimed her allegiance to the Cowboys and said she'd give Gary a hard time if he were there. Returning from another drink run, I chatted with a nice-looking shirtless dude who had a Pacific Northwest Salish tattoo which incorporated salmon or orca as well as bear icons. When the DJ put on "Together Forever" by Rick Astley, I had an episode and texted Gary to let him know I was thinking of him.
It got to be about nine PM and I was hungry, as apparently was David as he texted me. We agreed to meet up at Hunky's Hamburgers; he drove and I caught the run bus, changing from the inbound to the outbound bus at the hotel. I had a guacamole burger and fried pickle chips with a Crackberry cider. David drove us back to the hotel and we had another amazing cuddle session in my room, which ended after David observed I was "making those choking noises" and needed to strap on the CPAP and sleep. I set an alarm for 5:30 and went to sleep about 12:30.
I had set an alarm for 9:30 but rose for the day about nine. While taking care of my morning meds and glucose test, I realized I'd be late for the hotel breakfast buffet, and at ten I returned to bed for another hour before showering and dressing.
Around 11:30 I caught the bus to the Round-up Saloon and Thomas sat with me, with Matthew and Jimmy opposite us. When we arrived, there was a long line to enter the bar so we had to walk around the corner. I misjudged the uneven sidewalk and went down in a heap, sustaining a skinned knee and a minor abrasion on my palm but otherwise good to go. After navigating the long line and entering the bar, I fixed my plate and sat at a folding table to eat. Across from me, a couple of older bears from Vancouver, WA, Peter and Mark, ate their lunch and we chatted a bit. After lunch, I headed to the upstairs patio to get away from the crowd and give someone else space to eat. My knee was bothering me though, so eventually I got a Jack and Coke and found an open seat by the dance floor where the closing ceremony was held. The bar began to clear out after that, and David arrived with his friends Roger and David. He'd driven to the event from Chicago so he arrived by car, and offered me a ride to the Hidden Door with him and his friends.
We bypassed the line for the bus and bundled into the car for the short trip. Once we got inside and bought drinks, I found a seat under a tree by the front fence and texted our local friend Chris to let him know where to find me. Chris arrived while David was getting us another round of drinks, and we chatted briefly until David returned and I introduced them. After we'd chatted a bit longer, Chris excused himself to go mingle, and we went in several directions. I said hi to Justin from the bus to the waterpark, and he pointed out the barstool tucked behind the door to the patio, which I used as soon as I got another drink. From there I spotted a big red-bearded bear (yay!) wearing a Michigan shirt (boo!), as well as a thinner black dude wearing a NY Giants shirt. Around that time, David let me know he, Roger, and David were going back to the hotel. I caught up with the Giants fan later and he introduced himself as Devondre or just D for short. I mentioned hockey and Gary's Islanders vs. Mike's Rangers, and D responded, "Fuck the Rangers." He was accompanied by a young dude and a lady with blonde cornrows. She proclaimed her allegiance to the Cowboys and said she'd give Gary a hard time if he were there. Returning from another drink run, I chatted with a nice-looking shirtless dude who had a Pacific Northwest Salish tattoo which incorporated salmon or orca as well as bear icons. When the DJ put on "Together Forever" by Rick Astley, I had an episode and texted Gary to let him know I was thinking of him.
It got to be about nine PM and I was hungry, as apparently was David as he texted me. We agreed to meet up at Hunky's Hamburgers; he drove and I caught the run bus, changing from the inbound to the outbound bus at the hotel. I had a guacamole burger and fried pickle chips with a Crackberry cider. David drove us back to the hotel and we had another amazing cuddle session in my room, which ended after David observed I was "making those choking noises" and needed to strap on the CPAP and sleep. I set an alarm for 5:30 and went to sleep about 12:30.