The sun is shining, the day is warm, again I really wanted to ride. At home, the ice was all melted. Surface of the ground seemed to be drying & the wind was blowing. Butch had hitched me up, probably easier than hearing me moan & groan that I
could have ridden...
The gravel road out to Farah's barn, goes from sunshine to shade & can be so very slippery. I have to be able to turn the trailer around on the shoulder. The road wasn't bad, but when I went to make the U-turn, I could feel the outside tires of the trailer slipping. The Bronco was up on the gravel & pulled it right around.
Farah was filthy! No other way to say it. This time of year there's no way of picking up outside on the hill, so they are a sloppy mess. Since she's shedding - rolling is mandatory as far as she's concerned - regardless of what she's rolling
in... I spend at least half an hour with the shedding blade & was filthy myself by the time I was done.
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On our way~ |
Only a couple cars in the parking lot, truck traffic was non-stop, dust flying high into the air. The noise from all these trucks is so loud you feel like you're in the middle of an industrial zone. We waited for a break in the traffic & made it across to the trail.
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In the woods~ |
The first half mile or so the surface was really not bad. Farah was sinking in a little in spots & but we weren't leaving much of a mark.
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Sheet of ice~ |
As we entered the underpass, I could see white on the ground up ahead. It was a solid sheet of ice, reaching all the way from one side to the other... I've seen what can happen when a horse falls on ice - so I decided the smart thing to do was turn back.
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Grazing~ |
Farah wants her friends in WA, who are enjoying green grass, to know that here, you take what you can get!
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The large grassy field~ |
We stopped at the far end. I picked up beer cans, beer boxes & other trash. There was a blue tub for trash right next to the picnic table, but obviously no one had used it. The limestone surface was rutted with bike tracks & even footprints were visible.
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Our track :-( |
As we were coming back, we met a new friend, Jim. He owns this beautiful farm that I've admired from my first ride past. We talked horses, the trail, the weather etc. for quite a while. A nice excuse to sit & enjoy the sun. Farah cocked a hind leg & tried to take a nap.
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Jim's farm~ |
Jim said that the water table is very high through this area, so even though the surface looks dry, just a few inches down things are still frozen solid. He said it would be at least another week - with No moisture - for things to dry out. Since we have rain & even snow in the forecast, I think it will be a while.
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Heading back~ |
Even with Jim's horses running at the fence that goes alongside the trail, Farah kept her cool & walked right along ignoring the commotion. She was as happy to be out as I was, even if it wasn't the longer ride we'd hoped for. I can understand now, why riders stick to the gravel roads this time of year.
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Coal Plant~ |
Corn fields & the Coal Plant. What a view... I took Farah back to the barn, then went on down the road to my turn around. It was a little firmer than it had been earlier.
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Trailer Tracks~ |
It can look so
dry & yet Be
so mucky just underneath. Once in town I went to the car wash & spend $10. washing the Bronco & Trailer. The road grime sticks like concrete to the underside of the vehicles & with the sand & salt that goes on the roads, it's no wonder most of the older vehicle's here have signs of rust.
We'll be waiting on mother nature now - to dictate our next outing~