Monday, April 25, 2022
Time in the Saddle is Always a Good Time
Sunday, February 13, 2022
Shoeless and wet blankets
Katie is becoming a good trail dog. She stays with Ziva most of the time, but sometimes she is out front sniffing her way back home. She now has two rides' experience. She's gets a little nervous, but stays right with us.
We have been fortunate enough to get in a couple rides this month. Jupes is shoeless, but we have only gone a little way up Underwood. We don't want Katie to get over tired. Yesterday, we put boots on his front feet so we could go a little further so we could check on our old snag. It's got some new bends in it and looks dangerous, but still standing tall!
For years, Lynn tried to get Haley to put her feet on the stirrup to reach up for a treat or to get a burr off or whatever. She's trying to Katie to do the same. Katie is still a little leery of the horses, but when I wasn't paying attention yesterday, she put her front feet on my boot and stretched up for scratch under the chin (I didn't have a treat.) She even walked back a little and had her feet on Jupiter's belly. He just kind of looked back like "What are you doing?" but it was obvious he was fine with it. Lynn called her over to try to give her a treat, but there was a little bit of wood right there and she couldn't get close enough. So she tried to stand on top of Ziva, who was not going for it at all. But how smart! She's something.
Best story of both days is silly T/C. He gets itchy! REALLY itchy. Last year, he started going over little cedar trees; sometimes he even would stand over them and rub his belly and privates. This year must be worse. Maybe it's the winter hair. Last week, he went over a dead, scratchy, pokey tree. It was probably six feet tall. That wasn't enough, so he went over a live tree that was over Lynn's head. He bent it over and let it run between his back legs. This week, he chose another big tree that I wasn't so sure would bend! It did, but his foot also slipped on a log and it looked like he might go down or lay down or I don't know what he was doing. Lynn was conflicted, "Do I get off? Do ride it out?" but all I heard was, "What are you doing?" Geez, Louise. He is a weird horse. Jupes just looks at him. You know he's has been his whole life avoiding that kind of thing! LOL.
| Tired girls riding home. |
When we got home, Barry had been there working the excavator. The clean up will take years, but he is getting started so Lynn can get a barn built.
| This is the old oak tree by the back of the barn. |
I am so glad we are riding. I have missed it. Last year, we barely got out at all. I really wish it would rain, but if it isn't going to then I'm happy to ride now, before we have fire season again.
Saturday, January 15, 2022
Big day at The Place
Today Ziva and I went up to The Place and she got a much needed haircut. Katie could not have been cuter. She put her front legs on the table and stretched up to touch noses with Ziva. Lynn says she get treats when she is on the table so she will equate haircuts as a good thing.
| This doesn't even begin to show what it looks like. |
Then I stepped on rolly stick or slipped in the mud--whatever--anyway, I went down and kind of caught myself so I was on all fours, like a table, belly up. Katie crawled up on to my stomach and lay down like, "Oh good. Let's rest for awhile." LOL. Ziva, of course, was putting her face in mine and I was laughing too hard to get up. It was too funny.
It was a big day; the last two pictures say it all. Everyone at The Place is tired.
Monday, January 3, 2022
Good-bye 2021
Well, I always ask for a white Christmas and we got one. What a doozy. Lynn said she would never ask for snow again. It was super scary up at The Place. She sent me a text saying she didn't know if the horses were alive. She couldn't get to them. Trees were falling as she wrote me that scary message.
Finally about 9am--three hours past their breakfast time, she and Lee made their way past the oak tree on top of the hay barn and up to the fence line. Lo and behold! Jupiter and Cobie were in the field! We still don't know how they got there--I said, surely the two fattest could not jump the fence; there must be a tree that pushed the fence down for them. Anyway, they got separated from the rest of the herd.
Thankfully, the others were close by and okay. They were all whinnying for each other and scared to death. Lynn and Lee cut the fence where they were trapped. They were all high-headed and wildly circling around. Lynn finally got Star to put his head down and got him underneath the phone line that is hanging about 5 feet off the ground. As soon as he got through and started on a run down the hill to the Jupes and Cobie, the other two put their heads down and ran right past Lynn to join them. Lynn said then she and Lee ran right behind. They could hear trees going down as they ran.
This is the little barn. Lynn fed all the alfalfa that Nancy left from summer. Good hot food for cold horses! |
The beams were twisted and pulled off the pillars. Some of the concrete blocks the pillars were attached to in the back were shifted forward about a foot. |
Sunday, November 21, 2021
A Fall Sunday Afternoon
Monday, October 11, 2021
Maybe the third time IS the charm. Maybe it's the company you keep.
As I opened up my Blogger, I saw I had started a post on July 24. I think that is when everything blew up and we started dealing with fire. So although we rode quite bit before that, we did not ride again until last weekend. Lynn took Cobie out on Saturday and thoroughly enjoyed herself. He let her get on, he went through mud puddles, and he seemed comfortable alone--no whinnying. He got a little nervous on the last two trails toward home and thought maybe something was out there; all of which could have been true since it's hunting season and we have seen fairly fresh bear scat.
Sunday, I got to join her. Jupes was a total pill. It was work to get him to go. He threw little fits all along the way and finally, coming down the last steep trail, I walked. He really wanted to let me know he was unhappy. We had chosen to ride early. Lynn said, "Let's go at 6:30." Well, it was dark! So we waited until 7:00, but it was still too early for Jupiter; I think it was because he left his breakfast in the feeder and knew it would be gone when he got home. He took most of the joy out of riding, but like I told Lynn: a bad day riding is still a good day.
This weekend, on Saturday, we waited to go until 9:00. The boys were standing in the sun having finished their breakfast, so I was hoping Jupes would be better. We rode our new exploration area. I don't think I wrote about it before. I really like the boonie crashing trails that we "found" in July. Lynn remembers them from a long time ago and there are some obvious trails in addition to the tree-scraping, bush-slapping ways we worked our way over. It opens out and leads down to someone's farm, but the road is pretty nice and makes a fun loop that the motorcycle riders have not yet explored. It dumps us out above the turtle pond.
We looked for a way to get down to the pond from the road. There is a definite seepage and there was good grass and lots of ferns. It was a pretty spot. We got fairly far, but had to turn around and come back up to the road because it is simply too steep to navigate. Jupiter had been being pretty good, but once we got up on the road it was all about trotting for him. We trotted everywhere for the rest of the ride. Trotting is better than having to fight him to go, but it is wearying because I can't relax the reins or he will speed up. Who's in charge? Hmm.
The turtle pond is low, but still has water in it. Both dogs got in it and had mud caked up to their elbows. When I washed Ziva's feet, there were little balls of mud caked up under her toes. As you can imagine, my tub was a mess!
Coming out was a quick ride. Unfortunately, when we went down the steep part that I mostly walked the weekend before, both Cobie and Jupes acted up. Twisty necks and bowed up. We are wondering if there were bees maybe? Anyway, we got through it. When we got to the "get off spot," I told Lynn, Jupiter and I are going to the meadow. So we trotted up the road, trotted around the bush, and trotted back through the path to the road. He stopped a few times for me to get off, but I told him, I'd get off when I was ready. :)
Yesterday, Lynn said, "Let's go after church and leave the dogs home." So it was about 1:30 when we unloaded. We rode the Hennessey Ranch. It was so peaceful and nice. The colors were gorgeous and we found that a fire break had been cut through part of our trail, so it was wide and clear. Lynn rode Ziggy. She wants to make sure he is in good riding shape and attitude for Cathy when she comes over. The difference in Jupiter was amazing. He was relaxed and didn't balk, didn't trot unless he was asked, and my ride was simply joyous. Now was it because his partner was with him? He didn't have to be the big, brave boy? He likes to be with his calm friend Zigs and that young whippersnapper, Cobie, is wound a little tight, too. I don't know, but it was nice.
Funny story of the day: we went looking for apples. We found one pear and two apples on one side of the creek. Then we went down to a tree where we had found them later in the season before and wa-la! There were apples. Lynn rode Zigs under the low branches and into the bear cover of black berry bushes to pick about eight apples. She tossed them out onto the meadow. Then we let them eat. Zigs picked up an apple and bit it in two. The other half dropped to the ground next to a big piece of poop. Not cow poop. Not horse poop. Something like dog poop--maybe coyote? Anyway, he sniffed the poop all along the its length. Nope. Not eating that apple. I said, "I bet Jupes will." We went over. Sniff, sniff, sniff all along the poop's length. Nope. Not eating that apple. :)
It had been breezy up in the tree tops all the ride, but it was really starting to kick up as we headed down the road to the trailer. We were almost to the end of the blacktop when Lynn was commenting that she was glad we weren't up on Widowmaker Ridge right then. Suddenly a branch from one of the trees fell right down the side of Jupiter to the ground. It didn't touch him and he didn't even flinch! If he had jumped, he would have knocked me under Zigs' feet or possibly worse--tangled me up in his. I think living on the hill helps all of them to be more immune to stuff like that. Thankfully it did not hit either of us and our Sunday ride was perfect from start to finish.
I'm glad to be back in the saddle again and out about on our trails.
Thursday, June 3, 2021
One Bear, Two Deer, and Squirrels Everywhere!
Memorial Day weekend--whoop! Whoop! Summer is almost here.
Saturday we drove to Little Happy Camp; we will have to cut trees again. Sheesh. We saw a big bear on the way, which made it a great way to start the day. Lynn rode big Zigs again and we went up to the ridge and down and around. It was so nice. We sat on the picnic tables and had granola bars and came home. It was a short ride, but fun.
Sunday, we rode Hennessey again. So far, so good--we can see signs of the motorcycles, but they have not been out there when we are there. Yes, they have ruined many of our trails and it's beyond sad, but we are creating new ones and trying to go places they cannot. We only rode to the turtle pond and back because Ziggy's injuries were bothering him. But like I always tell Lynn, it truly does not matter to me how long we ride--just that we get to do it. Jupiter has become such a good partner; I love being with him. Being in the mountains with Lynn and Ziva and Haley on horseback is as good as it gets.
The big event of the day were the flowers!!! It was a carpet of irises. Millions. It was like no other day. The pictures do not do it justice. We were in awe.
