In which we go to an endurance ride and I am not (quite) that dumb
Although I'm healing up phenomenally fast
following a total hip replacement on March 3rd,
I am not dumb enough to try riding an endurance event
only a month later.
|The cat and both dogs loaded themselves--and each other--several times |
while I packed up the little rig.
Which isn't to say that I didn't want to ride at Home on the Range. I did. It's one of my favorite events of the year.
But riding that hard a month out of surgery is a Bad Idea. And we know who is in charge of those.
So the Dragon stayed at home while the rest of us jetted over the pass
|Errr...jetted? Well, yes, after Tim replaced a truck starter |
in a rest area parking lot. It's not a real endurance ride if
there aren't any mechanical glitches.
to the dry(er) side of the state.
|A familiar landmark on Highway 26, heading east towards Washtucna!|
|Duana bought a brand-new set of Hold Your Horses panels,|
and Lois delivered them from Oregon to the ridecamp!
|"Pay no attention to the grass, the beetpulp bucket and the hay! |
I'm starving! Santa, will you bring me a cookie?"
The bunkhouse where Jim and I stayed over the weekend is part of the beautiful Blue Ridge Ranch complex, which celebrated its centennial in 2013. The Usual Suspects joined us for breakfast on Friday morning--a feast, as usual.
|The ranch offers gathering places for hunting, fishing, hiking, |
mountain and road biking...and, of course, horseback riding.
Friday morning before the Endurance 101 clinic (of which there are no photos, sorry), Jim and I went out on the quad to "check" the blue loop.
This was mostly an excuse for the two of us to explore some of the beautiful countryside.
|Jim very sweetly drove the trail at the pace of a trotting standardbred|
so that I could experience some of the fun I would otherwise miss on ride day.
As usual, I took pictures--and what's a picture of trail without "ears" at the bottom?
On the steeper slopes, I hopped off and followed the quad down the trail. Easy-peasy! Who even remembers the part a month ago where I couldn't walk? Not me!
While we were out, we saw some of our friends pre-riding the trail.
|Green Bean Margie on Magic, and Dory on her green horse Win.|
|Duana and Hana, Patty and Flower|
|Totally. Not. Afraid. Of. Quads.|
I can never get enough of these trails. When Monica went out to scout some photography locations, I tagged along.
|Re-seeded fields all the way to the horizon|
|Monica's stealth van is a full-size Chevy...but it seems very small|
when surrounded by all that pretty.
Back in camp, Roo proceeded to lose her tennis ball about a million times.
|I love this dog, but I'm quite sure there are snakes in that gully. Erch.|
|A Santa and his Floof, it's a beautiful thing.|
|Two pretty girls|
|Tim's famous sausage soup, and lots of fixin's.|
|"We will trade kibble for sausage soup?"|
After an early bedtime, the riders were up early for a 7am start.
|This photo was taken at the first vetcheck, around 9:30am|
They all completed the 50...and the next day
|She got down there by herself, and she got right back up again|
Although it's difficult to believe, I did not actually die of jealousy. But as soon as I got home I took the Dragon out for a ride.
|Back out on the trail!|
And at Mount Adams, I plan to RIDE!
Cuz riding = good.