Seven blessed hours of sleep!!! Yeah!!! What a difference a good night sleep makes! Though Hubby's still a bit short of breath, we're both feeling much better, even with the alarm set at 4:50 this morning. We had cold cereal for breakfast in order to shorten our morning prep time, and try as we did, we still didn't make muster until 8:20. When we got there, however, our circle boss informed us that the muster time had changed to 9:00, so all our rushing around was for naught. Gotta love the communication! We haven't been properly informed of anything since we've been here, there seems to be very little interest in creating any bond within our group whatsoever. A bit disappointing, we thought we'd have a tight-knit group in a short time, but so far, no effort has been made. I don't even know anyone's name yet! Anyway, we sat around until 9:00, then until 9:40, before we finally started out on the trail. Having run with the cows yesterday, today we were at the back of the pack, at a leisurely pace, for the approximately 9 miles we covered today, through a lot of water and scrub and mud. It began with a large circle apparently designed to be a photo op down to Lake Kissimmee, then along some more wet trails until we stopped for lunch about 1:00, this time a ham sandwich and chips, which was frankly the best meal we've had so far, albeit slim. At least it was MEANT to be cold : -). A short afternoon of riding brought us into camp around 4:00, where we once again pitched our tent next to the corrals where we found a spot for the horses, along a ditch near the back of a field, next to a couple in a percheron-driven wagon. Actually, they had been parked next to us last night, too, and we got to chatting. We eventually discovered he had the means to recharge my phone, right there in his wagon! Wonderful! We finally went off to dinner, and Roy was asked to perform (an arrangement I have made earlier with Larry, but didn't expect this early in the week. So Hubby performed his Shakespeare monolog "All the World's a Stage" followed by "The Man From Snowy River" which he had just learned last week. While his Shakespeare was brilliant, as always, Snowy River was a bit rough, but he managed to make it through, and the audience that could hear him (which was only a few table at the front because the caterer's generator was so loud at the back) seemed appreciative. Headed to bed shortly afterward, with temps a bit warmer tonight, and cloudier so the moon won't be so bright, we're hoping for another good night's sleep. With a prediction of rain overnight and for the next two days, it should make it interesting!
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