Saturday was HOT; we rode Underwood backward. I never realize how much we climb until we do it that way. It's a long uphill pull. It was a short ride for us because the horses were sweating at 9:00 and we could tell it was going to be worse later.
Sunday was breezy--breezy enough that we made a tentative plan to only go as far as we were comfortable, but it was less windy on the west side of Hennessey. It was a cool ride and a nice surprise after yesterday.
I started off my Sunday morning with a treat--Lynn went to get Shirley and I went to get Jupiter in the field. Toby was making Willy squeal and Jupes was down there with him. The other guys were in the upper field. Suddenly, they broke into a full out run. I think Star bit Ziggy and off they went: snorting, farting, and running as fast they could go. Buster went too, rearing up and running. Jupiter and Toby took off. They raced from fence line below the bottom of the pond all the way to the gate separating them from Barry's horses. They whipped around and looked at me. Snorting. I laughed, "Me? You knew I was here!" Then Dusty started running and whipping around and it got them going again. Snorting and schooling in and out of each other. It was a good show.
I walked up to the top gate and closed it with me on the other side. Jupiter ran all out right to me--looking like the wild man the ladies in Oregon dubbed him. By then, Lynn was there and as I held Ziva, who thankfully had gone with her instead of me, she grabbed him and I took him over to tack up.
That's it! Loving that we get to ride.
Watching the horses run, never gets old, ever. So glad Sunday was a nice cool day. I got much accomplished outside Sunday with the cooler temperature.
ReplyDeleteToby agrees with Jupiter, the squeaky toy is fun.
Oh that is a beautiful picture!
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