Hi Babe!
Woke up to the sound of Gale firing up his motor home and getting out of Dodge. Can’t say I blame him, he spent all day yesterday doing nothing, since most folks left, though one small group of three checked in for the weekend. Did a little more work on the computer this morning, figured if I was going to give the MTRA gps and kml files, I should complete them, so even though I have ridden the Hopkins Creek to Cadillac leg, the ONLY ONE of the Shore to Shore ride that I haven’t done, I decided to make the files based on the map they gave me when I first got here in May. Then I tried to upload them to Dropbox, but, not surprisingly, that didn’t work, so again, it will have to wait until I have better internet. I have an appointment to take the truck in to replace the power steering box (it leaks like a sieve!), and I seem to remember last time I was there they had a guest wifi, so that seems like a likely spot. When I finally finished with that, I saddled up Flash, and Lola and I set off on a nice ten mile ride out to Dollar Lake. We took the route mostly backwards from when I did it the other day with the gals, and added a bit more just for the mileage, and we had a beautiful ride! As we went around the lake, we went by a campsite where the folks didn’t realize they were camping right in the middle of the trail, and obviously hadn’t expected horses or anyone else to come through, and their dog not only barked at Flash, he came at him very aggressively, enough to make Flash sidestep, which is unusual because dogs don’t usually bother him. Then again, they don’t usually made a beeline toward him and barking like an idiot. But that’s all he did, he settled down immediately once they grabbed the dog and pulled him back. I diplomatically suggested they may want to consider that they’re spreading their stuff on a trail (there was a cooler right in the middle, and a hammock almost strung across it!) and I suspect they will move some stuff, now that they know. Only one other little mishap, when we turned back toward camp just as we arrived at a rode, and Flash decided he want to gallop home, but his first step was in very deep sand and he lost his balance and almost went down, so that straightened him out! That was the end of that nonsense! The rest was uneventful, but very enjoyable. The weather was perfect, mid-70’s with partly sunny skies and a breeze, absolutely perfect! We even managed to avoid all of the ATVers that were out there, always off the road when they went whizzing by. Got back to camp, and on the way to the watering hole, said good-bye to my cornhole champion partner Emerson, who was just leaving. He’s heading off the a six week farrier course in Oklahoma, then he’ll be coming back to start work! A man with a plan, I like it! Put Flash away with an apple and some hay, poured myself a nice little bourbon and settled down for the evening! Dang, life is good! Good night, sweetie! Love you!
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