Monday, October 29, 2007

The Cowboy Poet

What exactly is a cowboy poet was a question I was asking myself on Saturday evening. Andreas - my flatmate and good friend from Venezuela/Germany - and I were cycling across Scotland (mainly in the rain) and were in a youth hostel about half way across, at the foot of Loch Ness, in a room with two of the most typical Texans you will ever see.

Lanny Joe Burnett, the Cowboy Poet, sported one of the best moustaches I have ever seen, and his wife Cindy was an very smiley air hostess. They were of course Scottish themselves, Lanny Joe being only a fifth-generation Texan with family roots in this country.

This is one of the greatest things about travelling I think, even in your own country - the wonderful and crazy people you meet. Lanny and Cindy helped us make some Hallowe'en costumes for a party that night at the Fort Augustus youth hostel which featured a cast of Americans newly unleashed upon the concept of drinking and Australians telling us stories about "Drop Bears" and killer penguins. Makes the Loch Ness monster sound pretty believable.

Anyway, as a Cowboy Poet, Lanny grew up on a ranch, with a horse named Goldie, and now writes and performs poems about cowboy life in places as far away as South East Asia and West Texas!!

I think we know who to book for the entertainment at Get Golden 2008.

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2 Comments:

Blogger The King:

This is the first I've heard about you cycling across the country? What route are you taking? Being at the bottom of Loch Ness would suggest a rather odd route methinks...

posted @ Tue Oct 30, 05:20:00 PM    
Blogger Dan Cunningham:

Yeah, it was quite a last-minute decision. We cycled from Fort William to Inverness along the Great Glen Way.

posted @ Thu Nov 01, 11:24:00 AM    

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