The Guns of the Golden West is happy to present our Associates and a short Bio about them. Our character portrayals range from Gunfighters, Lawmen, Sharpshooters, Soldiers and Townsfolk of all descriptions. Our associates are multi- talented and offer exceptional skills all aspects of Old West lifestyle and culture.
Our Rangers & Rattlesnakes
Frankie T. Slater
Although very much a family woman, you won’t ever find her separated from her Colt .45. She turns into a Mama Griz if any of her family is ever threatened. She fits right into the Slater Family’s reputation when it comes to honor, but they don’t take kindly to double-crossers, whatever side of the law yer on.
He’s an amazing tracker and sharp shooter, so you never want to get on his bad side or ever become his prey. As the patriarch of the Slater family, he’s living up to his family’s reputation.
One of the elder sons of the notorious Slater family. There’s quite a mix in the family with some outlaws and some lawmen. They also have a little dog named Bullet.
A wandering cattle hand, good with a horse and quick with a shooting iron. Often found at the Saloon’s card table, with his back to the wall watching for the local lawman. Known to associate with Texas cattle rustlers…
One of the founding fathers of the club in 1971, BigIron started and formed the Guns of the Golden West association in 1980. While a sharpshooter, he also plays rhythm guitar.
Known for his taciturn personality, Dave was a sailor who ventured west to Dodge City and the Santa Fe country. Dave was a saloon keeper, ranchman, and ruthless gunslinger, working both sides of the law with Wyatt Earp and Bat Masterson. Some say he was killed robbing a train in Dallas, others say he rode northwest to join the NWMP. You decide.
He may seem mild-mannered, but mess with his team of horses and you might end up being dragged by ’em!
A legend in our troupe. Some say he’s gone, some say they hear him when the moon is full and the wind is howling…
Forged in the Alberta Rockies; hardened by prairie winter blasts; and tempered by soft Arabian winds: Sahara Sarah is one tough Mama with a soft spot for hard luck cases.
Judge Robert McFee
They used to call him the Schofield Kid however he has grown long in the tooth now they just call him the “Judge”
He still carries his Schofields’ but has added a triple barrel 12 gauge for fun. He shoots straight but his arm is crooked as heck, an officiant of justifiable trials, shotgun weddings, and righteous funerals
Bob ‘Bullet Tooth’ Barton
Even the devil fears my name! The riding legend of the prairie and everyone knows. Whether it’s time for justice or the dark side of the law. The people of the land will know who to fear!
Known for his steely gaze and his goofy smile, nobody is quite sure what is wrong with him. Some say he was once a carpenter, but it just didn’t pay as good as gun slinging
A badass shootist for hire. I am proficient with a down under sharps long range 45-70 up to a thousand yards. And although I don’t advertise it, I am good with my peacemaker 45LC single action revolvers. I have 22 notches in the stock of my sharps rifle, from the civil war, where I ranked captain with the rebel army. “Keep a tight rein on er!”
Accomodation – 1st Class!
When we have some travellin’ to do, our home on the road suits quite well! (as long as not much of that white stuff is blowin’…
If there’s more than a few of us we take the train – often we accept donations from our fellow travellers. Sometimes, they take a bit of persuading – but mostly they be quite friendly-like…once we neighborly show our shootin’ irons…