|Back to my roots~|
We pulled into Roxi's on time, I have to say I've not had the motivation to ride that I should have. Years of riding alone & pushing for miles has taken away some of the glow. Possibly age has something to do with it too... But - now - having a friend to ride with - really makes a difference. Farah is so happy to be moving out again, she & Roxi's mare seemed to get on fine.
Once we were out on the roads, it was almost like I was a kid again, riding out from Grandma's & seeing how far I could get before it was time to turn back. Grandma would ask where I'd gone & one day when I mentioned the name of a very small town - Spalding - she said; "What?! You were all the way over there?!" :-) It was riding all those road miles that hooked me on distance in the first place.
|This little baby Raccoon - was crying at the bottom of the tree~|
We just cruised right along - the County had recently rocked one of the roads - we had no choice but to take it easy & stay on the shoulder. Of course the Big Tractor was out with a huge mowing blade working on the shoulders. (Are there small tractor's in IA?) Farah did better than I expected, it was nice that Dejets took the lead - handling the noise & dust with total aplomb.
|Tough, solid & watchful!|
We moved out the first half of the ride, then walked some of the way back. As I keep telling Roxi, it's not the gold girl that needs conditioning - it's her rider! :-) It's crazy how much I feel like I've lost of my own condition - but determination must count for something!
The wild roses above literally lined the road for miles! I'm bringing a shovel next time & bringing a start or two home.
|Out & back|
We covered ten-miles & again - once I'm in Farah's saddle - the world becomes a brighter, shinier place~