Brads Niche

Every ride finds its niche. I thought this ride was just an overnight to start seeing if Brad had what it took to be a pack horse.

Amber came out to ride Brad, she hasn't ridden much lately, and somehow no one mentioned that Quicksand Creek earned its name, but Brad didn't panic, I pointed out where the really deep hole in Tiger Creek was, but Brad found one I didn't know about, again still no panicking. We had  good calm horses and we took it easy for Brad, except one mule, who figured out how to ride with us most of the day anyway. I think we each had an opportunity to give the rider a break and slow the  mule down, again Brad did great.

Day two we found a way to have split into a faster ride, a longer ride and our slower somewhat shorter ride. I was amazed at how much go Brad had after lunch. He helped pull a fallen tree off the trail, and even lead back to camp! Two days in the rocks but his feet were not even 1/8" shorter and no chips.

There seems to be a theme in my efforts to take horses out for a first overnight. This is the second time there was heavy machinery, they were building corrals at the campsites and had a small front end loader zooming around, a roller, and a welder too, that and all of the trucks and men working were just one more thing to see how he would handle and again he was fine.

On our way in yesterday we found several pieces of clothing along the trail. After the jacket with gloves, and a hat someone said, I wonder if we are going to find the pants and maybe a naked man out here? I may have split my attention from eagle watching to looking about in the woods just a little after that ha ha

Sadly Cheerio and I need to learn to pass clothing on the trail, and it would be nice if he could pass the front end loader and gravel without being quite so worried, we may have to practice some tree pulling too. But that is another story.