Author Archives: Jack Boardman

About Jack Boardman

Just a little bit of a Curmudgeon.

I have news from Mac

Return to Fort Justice BannerPreviously: She thought about the French soap she had purchased when she was last in a town, along with some stuff to wash her hair that smelled good too.  A girl has to feel like a girl sometimes.

“Which one shall I choose for this night’s dalliance?” Lacy smiled to herself with wicked anticipation. She was feeling a bit tingly in the saddle.

Meanwhile—Flutters found Colonel Cooper… “I’ve been expecting you, Deputy Flutters!”

“Greetings from Marshal McIntyre, Colonel,” Flutters replied, “Our orders?”

“First, I need to know the threat we are facing. As you can see, I’m a little short of troopers.”

“We know there is a huge number of outlaws headed for Fort Justice, we estimate over a hundred. We think they’re nearing the border with Colorado by now.”

“Oh,” Cooper grinned, “Is that all?” Continue reading

“I run this outfit—right boys?”

Return to Fort Justice BannerPreviously: So Lacy and Blake headed out to find the bastard that murdered their Pa. The trail with the strange hoof print was easy to pick up his direction.  

After traveling and checking out towns; it took them about a month to find him. But they did not get the chance to kill him, he was already dead having drank from a poison pond. He and his horse both lay there dead.

Then there were decisions to make. Blake wanted to find a place to stay but Lacy wanted to be on the road. She really wanted to work in the Wild West Show. 

In Wichita they went to the church and told the pastor their story. It so happened he and his wife were childless and after meeting his wife they agreed—Blake could stay with them. She was glad Blake did not have any blood on his hands.

She smiled as laid-down and drifted off to sleep.

Season 12—Adventure 2—Return to Fort Justice—Episode 4… Chris and the Coopers, after an uneventful remainder-of-the-journey, left the Adventure Train just outside of North Fort Justice and rode into town.

Chris and the Coopers rode into North Fort Justice There was no one on the street, and the shops appeared empty. On their right they saw a couple of rows of tents—and people watching them. But—even the cantina appeared empty, “I can hear people in the saloon at the end of the street.”

“Thanks Buttons,” Chris smiled (she and the others always smiled when Buttons spoke), “Let’s pay the saloon a visit.”

“We’ve only been off the train for fifteen minutes and already my mouth is a desert,” Jay quipped, “Do you think they have cold water?”

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Ralph and Paul remained

Return to Fort Justice BannerPreviously: Collie asked with an innocent look on her face, she was looking straight at Chris, “Are there any more wedding bells coming soon? We could use more parties like this.” 

Chris turned bright red and Wyatt started playing with his mustache.

Carl saved the day, “Yes this is quite the party c’mon Collie let’s go cut a rug.” 

Linda was out dancing with Ralph (Cujo brought him from the Real World just for this event). She looked as if she was having a great time and was talking Ralph’s ear off. 

Boomer was really enjoying his Brown Ale and was in deep conversation Hiram and Billy Black Cloud.

When the two couples came out on the floor to dance everyone circled them and the smiles and good cheer could be seen and felt in the hanger.

By the time the party broke up everyone agreed they needed to have more parties like this. Continue reading

One-hundred and forty-two year cliffhanger

Back to the past BannerPreviously: “Riders approaching,” Arturo called-out, “Looks like three only.”

“Recruits, I hope,” Edward said, “There’s a lot of nothin’ in these parts.”

“If you are thinkin’ of robbin’ us,” Bill Carstairs grinned, “We got nothin’.”

“We ain’t,” Lacy grinned back, “You fellas looking for work?”

“We might be, but if it is wrangling cows—we ain’t farmers.”

“Do we LOOK like farmers to you? What kind of work are you looking for?”

“We have guns, and we know how to use them,” Carstairs replied.

“Good,” Paulo Morales replied, and looking at Lacy, added, “Do you when not to use them?”

“I ain’t fond of killin’, I only shoot second,” Carstairs replied, “I don’t fancy being hanged.” Continue reading

Suddenly—the Adventure Train slowed

Back to the past BannerPreviously: She had learned of Buffalo Bill Cody’s western performance troupe, the “Buffalo Bill Combination” and had written him—telling him of her shooting skills. He wrote back some months later—and very-politely explained he could not take her on “…at this time.”

Both pleased by the fact he had replied, and disappointed, she was pondering her next opportunity.

Her last name, Dalton, would become legend in the late 1800s, as her cousins, sons of her Uncle James Dalton: Gratton (b 1861) Robert, (b. 1869), and Emmett Dalton (b. 1871) turned to crime in a spectacular—if short outlaw career.

She heard them before she saw them—they were making no effort at stealth, “These fellas have much to learn—perhaps I should give them a lesson,” she thought as she quickly and quietly took cover… Continue reading

Arturo’s smile—malevolent

Back to the past Banner Previously: “Oh this is but a sample of the ‘magic’ my friends from the future, can make,” James explained, “I have come to expect nearly anything from them.”

“Just wait until you see your personal quarters in the next car.”

“Oh, Boomer,” James grinned, “We have no need of such quarters—we will sleep here.”

“It rains here often—as you may have noticed, it is quite verdant here,” Mac said, “Perhaps you’d like some shelter?”

Black Hawk was a quick study, not unlike his older brother, “Yes, perfect!”

This, of course, negated the need for the second “Parlor Car,” so it was disconnected and the Adventure Train pulled slowly out of the Danger Bay railroad station.

And into dangerContinue reading

A confrontation in Flyspeck

Back to the Past BannerPreviously: As it happened, the Slater brothers and their remaining gang picked now to enter the town of Flyspeck—the selfsame town as where the brothers were looking for trouble, “Hey Paulo—gringos!”

“Si,” Paulo replied, “You think we should kill them?”

Meanwhile—In Danger Bay… We must catch-up to the train,” James Silverthorn had heard that the Adventure Train was departing Moosehead City, “Where’s Cujo when we need her?”

“Right here, Kuckunniwi,” Cujo replied, The train will stop atop the bluff to add a car—that car is for you and your braves. You will be needed. It will arrive in ten minutes—ride like the wind.” Continue reading

Assignment—Back to Fort Justice!

Back to the past Banner Previously: Boomer walked over to Yatkov and Harriott, “Why have you been brought to us with such an escort?”

“I’m terribly sorry but it seems as though Manitobah is not fond of myself,” Harriott replied, “And one hasn’t any ideah why.”

“They didn’t take that Adams* Model 1860 antique pistol away from you?”

“One doesn’t believe these blackguaaards noticed one had the pistol. Don’t you know?”

Boomer grinned, “This is ‘Murica, we speak English here.”

“Well I say – one daaareseay you, one’s old bean, Colonials doh not speak the Queen’s English at all.”

“I can see, Jay,” Sarah spoke quietly, “We’re going to get along with this fellow nicely—Boomer’s playing with him.”

“Yeah,” Jay replied, “He can barely suppress his smile.” Continue reading

Paul, 24th Earl of Harriott

Back to the past Banner Previously: “So—you don’t trust me?”

“I don’t know you well enough to judge that.”

“Mr. Henderson,” Boomer grinned as he produced his new/old FBI creds, “I have found over the years that auto retailers who incorporate that provision, are far less likely to scam buyers.”

Henderson thought for a moment—he could see some business advantages in including that in his contract—even his bad cars generally last longer than thirty days, “I like it—done!”

AND—a few days later when the weekend arrived… our intrepid time-travelers found themselves once again at the Cabin-on-the-Rock.

“I wonder where we’re off to this time?” Sarah thought out loud. Continue reading