Posts Tagged ‘trail riding’

06.17.17 75% Day – Good Enough

June 19th, 2017

While 75% is not a target I would choose, as it turns out, it can sometimes be good enough.  Lemme splain.

Saturday the 17th was a beautiful, sunny, warm(real close to hot but not humid so not miserable) day with tons of possibilities.  Ride, train, tour gardens, binge Netflix — possibilities abound.  Fortunately the day unfolded for me as a great ‘outside’ day; I even got some natural vitamin D.  By the time I was fully dressed, shoes and all, for the garden tour, Debra is almost home and decides riding is feasible after all.  So shifting into quick-change mode, total apparel swapout.  Sanita clogs are great for wandering about, but not good for catching horses or riding.  Quick swallowing of  some yogurt that passes for breakfast.  Gear in truck, and with Jay’s wonderful help a speedy departure accomplished.  I did notice that when the Watauga red light required a moderately hard stop (why do they always turn yellow right after I’ve decided I’ll have plenty of time to make it?), I thought I detected the smell of “brakes”.  ???

Of course she was relaxing and not doing anything useful, probably binge watching Netflix.  She hadn’t caught the horses or anything!  Good help is so hard to find.  Actually not too bad was Clem this time.  I’ve seen much worse.  I did get to walk into the upper field, but she relented surprisingly early.  Of course, Prylie was in her pocket almost immediately.  On the way down to the grooming station, she noticed that Prylie was missing a front shoe.  So, we decided to spend the time practicing loading, hauling, and unloading.  Texted Jay to check in; he said he found what looked like a brake-shoe where my left rear tire had been parked.  Hmm.  Horses in the round-pen while we get ready.  While clearing access to the trailer, she noticed that one of the tires was real close to flat; easy fix – she has air on-site.  She moves the 4-wheeler and goes to the garage while I back up the truck.  I did NOT pull the trailer out – up and around the flatbed (which should NOT ever be allowed to block a HORSE TRAILER).  Not a problem for her, fortunately.  Air in tires, but wait . . . what’s that noise?  Hmm, oh the valve stem is cracked on the flat tire, which explain the flatness.  Oh well, we can still practice but the actual hauling will have to be kept short as the tire will not hold full pressure and not sure how fast it will deflate.  Still, we press onward.

Prylie was excellent.  Clem was not happy that she had to be the ‘training wheels’, but she complied with only three piles in the trailer.  Lots of on and off, and on and off, and then we went for a nice short ride.  No problems at all.  Prylie did call out a few times, once at the neighbor horses as we went by them.  Turn in the Y at the church and back home we went.  Turns out 3 of 4 (fully inflated) tires is good enough, for today.  More off and on, off and on.  He prefers to turn to unload if he has the option, but will back off just fine IF he is prevented from turning!

Still plenty of day and sun, so she decided that a short ride would be ok, nothing on the road.  Groom, tack up, and off we go, hoping to avoid any bear encounters for sure.  So MUCH cooler in the woods.  It was beautiful, peaceful, and such a simple blessing.  Ups, downs, arounds, and back with zero issues.  That’s what I call a success.  Turns out 3 of 4 shoes is good enough, for today.

Just as reinforcement, more loading and unloading practice.  This time without Clem on board.  Success.  A little clover and then turned the horses out.  She sprayed off and out the trailer, while I supervised and minded the hose a little.  Got some yummy veggies from the FarmBoy.  A little trepidation regarding the brakes, but headed for home.  Made it just fine.  Turns out 3 of 4 (fully functioning) brakes is good enough, for today.

All in all, 75% made for a great day of enjoying some of God’s wondrous creation:  the sights of the beautiful woods, mountains, and creeks; the sounds of birds and not much else; the smell of lightly sweaty horses.

06.07.13 IronWoMan Ride

June 11th, 2013

IronWoMan – Woman of Stihl.  No, not me; that would be the other one.  I had to wait and hold Clem (Delicate Flare and all) while she cleared brush out of the trail so Winston – Pocket Pony could get up the trail.  She’s pretty good at it too, but boy is she slow.  We tried not to complain but we failed.

We had a great and uneventful ride; we opted for the out and back rather than a loop.  The weather was fantastic.  There were a few spots where the horseflies were bad but overall, insects weren’t a big concern.  We didn’t see a single automobile, but did pass a horse & rider who seemed terribly unnerved by Scout, then by us.  They were both male so I didn’t waste time trying to figure out what the problem was.  Possibilities were endless and I had better things to fill my day, like riding.  The trail was VERY overgrown and poor Winston could barely find his way in several spots, but somehow we made it.

Here’s the pictures from the day.  I forgot about having my killer-camera, aka S3, with me until we were done.  Otherwise I would have taken more and hopefully BETTER shots.  Oh well, maybe next time.

09.30.12 Kent’s Ridge Ride

October 2nd, 2012

Now talk about your perfect weather, this ride was in perfect weather.  Not sure who ordered it, but God sure answered the request beautifully.  Did I mention the weather was great?

The plan, formed at the conclusion of the previous day’s ride, unfolded marvelously.  Again, we met at the church.  From there we rode toward HQ, but left down to and across the river.  That was followed by a lazy stroll by the river for a ways before we crossed a beautiful field and began our ascent in the woods.  That would be the dangerous territory. » Read more: 09.30.12 Kent’s Ridge Ride

09.29.12 No Nursing – Vanilla Wafer Ride

October 1st, 2012

Well, it was a good ride.  The weather not so good, although it was definitely one of the more pleasant rides I’ve had where it rained the whole time.  Normally I don’t like to start out in the rain.  If I’m riding and it starts raining, then I’ll live with it.  It’s just real hard to get ON in the rain and head out.  This was just an exception to the rule I guess.  No, it wasn’t raining really hard, and never did rain really hard.  It was a constant, fickle drizzle.  Sometimes it was a heavy drizzle, and sometimes a very slight, soft drizzle, but always a drizzle. » Read more: 09.29.12 No Nursing – Vanilla Wafer Ride

09.22.12 Clifton aka Rue de Morte, Revisited

September 25th, 2012

Something about best laid plans, and some mice or some men or some such comes to mind when reviewing this ride.  Hmmm.  We had thought to ride the ‘ridge’ which is a simply spectacular ride, but some mice (disguised as horses, and I’m sure put there by men) interfered with our plans.  So we opted for the lazy There and Back Again, Not a Hobbit’s Tale instead.  We stayed to the farm road for the day which did mean we rode out and then back in the same way, but seeing as how I hadn’t ridden there in about TEN years, I didn’t mind at all.  There were flashes of bulls and their herds, hounds and their voice, hunt whips being used in non-traditional manners and the accompanying sound tracks for that, and many other scenes playing in my head throughout the day.  It was almost magical the way the hills came alive in my mind.

The weather was superb, windy – but still superb.  It wasn’t a bad windy; was a really nice windy.  I had to concentrate to hear the voices in my head over the wind.  It was very nice to get to ride with Bee / Pep, and Carol / Tobë.  Lots of good memories there.  I hope we can get to the ridge sometime soon, too.  Thanks very much to you all for a great day.

My pics are here; as always the wench has pics but refuses to share her loot.  At least she’s good with gates.