While very supportive of my horse habit, my husband J rarely joins me in riding the horses. He's all for being dropped at the fishing hole while I hit the trail nearby, but doesn't often step up into the stirrup himself, so when he brought it up a few times this week and then again yesterday morning, I ran for the halters!
Blaze is his usual steed of choice, being a small and generally agreeable fellow. Plus the Trailmaster I have fitted to him at the moment has the full sheepskin seat cover which J was all for. There was some grumbling when I brought up wearing a helmet but look, TADAH, one of the Tipperary's fit him beautifully and that was that.
The Fellas.I swear I didn't make him wear the matching green shirt, haha! More points because it's a Cache Creek Ride shirt..and really does please my matching sensibilities
Of course that meant that one of the older size 2s on Blaze promptly broke on our ride! It was a boot I bought well used last year and have put hundreds of miles on since, and the cable just snapped, no big deal. In fact despite it breaking, I ended the ride *more* impressed with Renegades than I was before. Not having a spare size 2 but seeing how well it was still seated on his hoof, we left the toe strap-less boot on him and rode back home. It was a gravelly few miles with a steep hill and Blaze popped into a trot a few times of his own volition, but the strapless boot stayed perfectly in place, the boot shell and well seated captivator keeping it right where it needed to be. Good stuff! Time to fix boots and maybe get a few more size 2s..
J telling fish stories, even on horseback: "it was thiiissss big"
And then this happened, to pretty much all of us:
A fun hot last day of May. Hotter today. Happy June, everyone!