Can't complain

I got spurs that jingle jangle jingle. I got spurs that . . .  well you get the picture. (: I can't sing anyway. Saturday was cold, but sunny. Lynn wanted to get in a quick ride before she joined Lee at the car show (from which he brought home another pretty plaque!). So we headed down to the meadow and the hoop-de-do trail.

First things first though, we had to have a little drama. Just so you know--I can do tricks. Jupiter took off before I was completely on and decided to trot (on the pavement) with me only having one foot in the stirrup and one rein. I wasn't sure how quickly I was going to get him to stop, but going in circles with the one rein was passing through my mind. Luckily, he stepped on the rein and stopped and I was able to lean over his neck and get it while sliding my foot into the right stirrup. An ominous beginning.

Lynn took the trail pretty slowly and even though we were last and following Buster (which Jupes hates to do), we did fine. He was on high alert, but I didn't have to fight with him. We led coming out and he did fine. Then we made the loop around the east side of the meadow and up the steep hill to the road above the dump. He never balked at one steep down incline. We finished high stepping and sweaty, but fine. Lynn torqued herself somewhere when Ziggy zigged and she zagged (or vice versa), but she doesn't know when or how. Shirley and Buster were totally in sync--big surprise.

Sunday was fun. It was a glorious day. Warmer, bluer sky, happier horses. Well that is after one got tuned up a little. Mr. You're Not the Boss of Me got his hiney spanked a few times and turned in circles before I ever even got on! But then he stood pretty still and led and followed without question all day. We even saw a bunny beatin' it down the road with the two dogs hot on his trail!

We came down the new brushy trail and had a blast. Jupiter is starting to really move smoothly. Going down the steep inclines today he dropped his butt and kind of slid. Then when we got to the turns he was like ice skating around cones or turning barrels--I think he was having fun. Although I had to duck a few times, he seemed to swing me around and miss all the stobs that stick out sideways and I always felt connected to him. It was fun. I think he had fun, too.

Lynn said she felt better after we rode for awhile and Shirley and Star were the high steppers today. I am totally feeling my inner thighs--I am going to have HUGE inner thigh muscles from hanging on. But Shirley said, "If you're not black and blue, or sore somewhere, you must not be having any fun." So there you have it--we must all be having one hell of a good time. (: