So now we come to Scrappy and I merrily setting off for Eastern Mojave XP, 4 days of riding that I hoped would calm down the race brain exhibited at Gold Rush Shuffle. It was a 12 hour haul and quite interesting to pull into unknown desert ride camp in the dark, alone, and find a spot and pitch my tent, but it was done quite handily if I do say so myself.
driving off from home into sunshine after getting slammed by a storm for days
5 hrs later, halfway there, drink/snack/pee break for all
When in doubt--ask!
I knew I'd miss McCoy's Feed hours but calling ahead got me a weed free bale
left easily retrievable. Nighttime adventures in Barstow!
view from my tent crew dog Georgia
a Cashel Quiet Ride mask I bought year+ ago because he hates midges-- but never used
til now--came in handy when the wind was whipping sand and hay into his eyes
Wednesday pre ride
ride camp filling up
Off we go!
all 4 Renegades performed flawlessly all day in rocks and sand of varying depths
drink the water then bite the bucket to see if he can flip it..every time
some deep sand washes, there was trail up alongside at some points
glad to see people and hay after 25 miles
my helmet seems to be making a bid for freedom, but we're enjoying ourselves
some quiet post lunch miles where we trotted and cantered along merrily
glad to have found some buddies for those late afternoon lonely miles
Sun is setting as we've got a few miles to go
trotting and cantering freely back into camp, biggest grin on my face
Also, don't flap your bare arms in Joshua tree country, or try to grab a bite of one on the go, Scrappy would add.
watching riders leave Day 2
back spa while I packed up