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As far as we know, we may possibly be the last two remaining members of a once great tribe, a tribe of wanderers whose chief had a knack of getting lost with his little band of followers. . . .hence the often heard wail of where the "Fuq-r-oui", which outsiders mistook for a battle cry declaring the name of the approaching tribe--so often that it became the common tribe name over time. History tells of a great wind howling through the desert many years ago that created such a cloud of dust that the tribe wandered apart and were separated from each other--so far that the cry of Fuqroui could no longer be heard between the tribe members. . . so we are preparing to begin a long journey using skills to track down others who are still wandering and crying out "where the Fuqroui"!
Along the way, we will be sure to take time out from our nomadic travels to enjoy adventures at flea markets, gold mining claims, geocaching, metal detecting, treasure hunting, ghost towns, exploring the wilds of mountain, desert and hot springs, and other yet unknown adventures,
Age
51
Hometown
THE AMERICAN REDOUBT... EAST COAST OF OREGON
Country
United States
Occupation
SLAVES TO NO ONE BUT OURSELVES
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