Nah, el ted, it ain't Morris dancing. That's what the cowboys teach the tenderfeet; it's named after Morris Percival Smythe-Withers and is done to the tune of .45 Colts (or, for fancy footwork, machine pistols).

It's flamenco. If one of the loggers tied a hanky to his or her wrist and started waving it around everybody'd leave the bar, afraid of the clientele such would attract. Besides, Morris dancing was originally some sort of British fertility rite and nobody's got pregnant yet (from the dance, I don't know about other things). So it's flamenco.