Back in the saddle

It was a tough two weeks of road walking and hand grazing. Everyone in the barn and club were depressed at the terrible trail conditions. Those of us that were barefoot (ie no winter shoes with studs) were regretting our choices.

And then, we got the news. One brave soul in our club ventured out and reported a successful path to the power lines. With all the sun exposure under the power lines, it was sandy like a beach. But most of us needed to confront the icy trails in the forest first.

With two back to back sunshine days and warm nights, we booked a time, tacked up, and ventured out. And it was glorious. It feels so good when you get back out there.

Now that the trails are back on the horizon, its time to start planning for my pack trip. Aside from the worries about what to bring (ie will my toothpaste attract raccoons or bears?) and building up my ride time so that Im comfortable with 8 hours in the saddle per day, Im both excited and nervous. I bought a new oilskin spring jacket to keep the mountain wind and occasional rain at bay. The same jacket is a magnet for horse hair (hello spring shedding) like duck tape. 

6 weeks to go.














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  1. It’s that time of year where it’s spring in the sun and winter in the shade

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