In which plans are useful so there is something to scrunch and throw away
My plan yesterday was to take Fee out for some solo miles: lots of single track, lots of tricky trail, just a long quiet ride on a rare sunny day.
When I got to the trailhead, Connie and Farah were there...
|Farah is registered as an "American Warmblood": |
she is arab/saddlebred + appaloosa!
|Amanda is my height; Cato is 4 inches taller than Fiddle!|
but early-on, Cato was NQR--maybe a muscle-pull from a slip in the mud last week? Anyhow, Amanda opted to walk back to the trailhead
|Canada in the distance; the San Juan Islands a little closer in.|
|Sweet, pretty, and level-headed = my favorite kind of horse|
|On a sidehill, overlooking Puget Sound|
|Yearling blacktail buck|
because he certainly didn't mind being close to us!
This was actually the second blacktail deer I'd seen in a day--the first came into the orchard in our front yard around 6am. Jim woke me up to see that one. He was looking straight into the bedroom window from a distance of about 20 feet!
|Looking east, Mt Washington at photo-right.|
We wandered up to the top of the ridge to admire the view...
|Lake Goodwin below|
|A good horse and a long trail ahead = nothing better in the world.|