Tuesday, August 9, 2016

Ride Interrupted

33 minutes - 0.65 miles - Rhulain
 I only had a half hour before the kid's bath time, so I decided to do some ground work with Rhulain.  We breezed through the regular warm up, loaded in the trailer three times with no issues, and she was locked on to my every step.  I knew what that meant ...
Time to saddle up!  We did three quick laps around the yard before my timer went off.  Neither of us was done ... every time I guided her to the hitching post, Rhulain would veer off to the side and speed up.  
I know Rhu, me too.

Monday, August 8, 2016

Walking In Shorts ... Is that Allowed?

34 minutes - 1.35 miles - Morgan
 Not sure this is appropriate "take your horse for a walk" wear, but what the heck. I had on my Harry Potter socks, so it was bound to be a magical walk.  Dang my legs are white.
We started out headed for the 1.5 mile loop that I like to do with Rhulain, but then Morgan and I took a detour.  We found ourselves in an area I'm pretty sure I'd never been to before.  No worries, we walked between the bushes and came upon a sand dune I recognized about 15 minutes later.  Pleasant walk with my bay blessing.

Sunday, August 7, 2016

Quads. *rolls eyes*

35 minutes - 1.60 miles - Rhulain
 I had 30 minutes before the kid's bedtime, so fixed dinner and handed him off to Bill.  I grabbed Rhulain's halter and headed out for our favorite 1.5 mile path.  There were quads running amok on the street, and I hoped they wouldn't go down our path.  I seriously contemplated putting up a sign letting them know we are on that path and please be cautious.
10 minutes into our walk, I heard the quads running around the sand dunes we had just passed.  We waited a few minutes to see if they would follow the wash we were on, but they crossed over to the next sand dunes.  While we were waiting, Rhu and I practiced our selfies ... she keeps trying to take the picture herself, or shove me out of the way.  Ah well, it's a work in progress.

Saturday, August 6, 2016

Evening Ride

27 minutes - 1.52 miles - Morgan
Bill offered to put the kid to bed if I wanted to sneak in a ride.  I was out the door like buckshot.  Once tacked up, Morgan seemed eager to go as well ... she followed me to the gate without a lead.  We selected a trail and off we went into the deepening twilight.  
Had her pick up the pace a few times because we were losing the light, but we knew the path and weren't worried about uneven footing.  Made it home filled with warmth and smiles.

Thursday, August 4, 2016

Melt With You

43 minutes - 2.11 miles - Rhulain
It rained last night, so it was a beautiful 75 degrees this morning at 5:30 am.  I love being the first one to put prints in the sand ... and even more so when there are hoof prints next to mine.  Perfect time to take Rhu for a walk!  

She was filthy, she was funny, and she was fabulous today.  I had the music player going, and her head bobbed along to "I Melt With You" by Modern English.  So, that officially becomes her song ... good taste.  

I'll stop the world and melt with you
You've seen the difference
And it's getting better all the time
There's nothing you and I won't do
I'll stop the world and melt with you
The future's open wide

Tuesday, August 2, 2016

Rhu on Tue

28 minutes - 1.42 miles - Rhulain
Had such a great time with Morgan last night, that I couldn't wait to squeeze in a walk before work today.  Set my alarm extra early (Ugh) and ran outside to grab Rhulain.  She thought there would be more snacking involved, but she didn't seem overly disappointed at the lack of cubes in my pockets.

She was on alert because of a bag that was stuck on a mesquite tree branch.  It wasn't moving and I told her how embarrassing it was to have such a sissy pants with me.  She hung her head, pouted a bit, and kept moving.  For about 8 steps, whereupon she promptly checked to make sure it hadn't creeped closer.  Silly mare.  

Monday, August 1, 2016

Mondays With Morgan (again!!)

25 minutes - 1.16 miles - Morgan
Weather was low 90s so it seemed like time for a walk ... I ran outside and Morgan was already at the gate.  That mare can read my mind.  We strolled down the street, stopping to snack here and there.  I was running out of time and my knee still hurts, so I asked Morgan if she would mind carrying me. 

 There's no one I trust more in the deepening shadows to carry me.  
 Bareback. 
 With just a halter and a lead rope.

I love this horse to the moon and back.