Therapy

Four weeks passed by in a hot, dusty blink. Work got done, I crewed Ride n Tie Championships for Funder and Mel,  various family members visited, lots of hooves got trimmed, I crewed Tevis--but meanwhile none of my horses got ridden. Can't say that I heard them complaining, but my mind and body craved saddle time so I hooked up with trimming mentor D and her cute new endurance pal Faye for a lake ride today. Faye has been in D's pasture for a while but was on the back burner for one reason or another; life's roller coaster has brought her to to the foreground as D's endurance prospect and they are a great pair that I anticipate seeing out on the AERC trail in the near future! It was so good to see her out enjoying and training for the sport we all love on a horse that can take her there.

Anyhoo, this morning I dragged ole Scrapper out and dusted him off. Or tried to. He's pretty well a pink pinto poopaloosa all summer and today was no exception. We hauled to the lake where D was ready and waiting, threw on 2 Vipers and 2 Rennys, the Skito and Sensation treeless, his full bitted bridle and running martingale, and away we went. The only horse work I have gotten done in the last month aside from general  maintenance for 5 1/2 were some round pen sessions with Scrappy working on giving to the bit. Today was his first day out on the trail since our round pen work, with the very forgiving running martingale there only as a reminder should he feel the need to throw his head up and channel a giraffe, which he did *once* today and not again. He traveled quite nicely and didn't have any back soreness after the ride. But of course our sweat mark wasn't right. @#@#$(&&!@(#$. And more on that later.

pre ride snooze

heading out with D and Faye

Faye shared her mush snacks with Scrappy at the hill summit. It might be <3

Scrappydooo

don't mind if I do

Looking at stuff. Important Stuff.

 D uses Easyboots and I use Renegades, and we both had hind boots we thought potentially iffy before we set off but neither said or did anything about it. We rode off and sure enough both lost said iffy boots on separate steep uphills; mine was after water and the cable broke.  That boot had at least a thousand miles on it so I'm not bothered, and replacing the cables is easy.

Oh, the sweat mark? Same old. Almost perfect *but* his bigger left shoulder gets a pressure spot. D suggested and lent a couple versions of a gel pad to go back behind that spot and give some lift, alleviate the bridging. It's a testament to the soothing magic of a horseback ride long needed that a broken boot and unresolved saddle issues leaves me with nothing but relaxed smiles right now. A good horse will do that. 

Tevis 2014: Rushcreek Love!

Another fabulous Tevis weekend is in the books!  This year I signed on to crew for Laura Hayes and Rushcreek Seth from New York/Nebraska; I had watched a friend ride Seth to a top 20 Tevis completion in 2012 while crewing for KC and was so excited this year to be crewing for Seth as his owner Laura rode him through.

GIANT thumbs up coz it's Friday of Tevis again! heading to Robie to meet horse & rider 

 time to play my favorite road-to-Robie game: will the bumper of the RV/fancy rig in front of you drag the ground?  in 2012 I watched a cherry red convertible make this drive with bated breath!

Arrived at Robie Park--the mighty Rushcreek Seth of course!! what a gorgeous creature

Time to go vet in! Horse and rider ready

 Seth and Laura vet in at Robie park with Doc Lydon

 looking good at trot out

After a successful vet in, I gathered my crew gear and instructions, wished Laura and her two rig partners a happy evening and start, and headed for my traditional Tevis dwelling, Motel 6 in Auburn. I generally get no more than and usually less than 6 hours of sleep over the entire weekend at the motel but the chance to rush back and *shower* when I have the chance is much appreciated.

Personally, I approach crewing as a mission. My mission is made somewhat harder by my sensitivity to heat which ended in my heat stroking out of being there for the stadium finish last year, so I really have to approach crewing like I'm in my own little endurance ride. As such, I get up bright and early and am in the first line of cars to get into Robinson so that my rider gets a good spot to relax, AND so that my rig is parked up top and my hiking/hauling is minimal. This was especially crucial this year as I had a few crew bags to carry, was trying to avoid overheating, and had only my 2 arms to accomplish everything.

in line for Robinson Flat long before 6 am when they let us in

the Robinson Flat fun ramps up as crews and volunteers arrive

 spot staked out for Laura and Seth

 was a little chilly up there Sat morning, ahh here comes the sun

 crew milling around waiting for riders to come down the lane into Robinson

 Laura and Seth arrived just about when I was anticipating them, and I rushed to dump off his saddle at our crew area and get back to him with some hay snacks. In true Rushcreek fashion Seth doesn't like carrots or most randomly offered snack items, so having hay in hand was the key!

quick blood draw after P&R and before Vetting in. This is the third year of a study looking for indicators in blood work that might be early predictors of brewing metabolic issues

 Vetting at Robinson, Seth is casual as ever, and ready for some grub

 Good blood work, great vet in, time for a snack and cell break 

 what, doesn't every Tevis horse stand quietly "log tied" at 36 mile Out Timer? I *love* rushcreeks

setting an alarm for 10 minutes before out time is my favorite way to not get behind. Be sure to  keep track of those pesky little time cards though! I ran back and found ours floating in Seth's water bucket..got that sorted and Laura and Seth ride away looking great with junior Rhea on a Global horse tagging along

Thanks to my early arrival and parking up top, once Laura was on her way I only had about a 1/2 mile haul of gear to my truck and skeedaddled out of there to go assess the Foresthill situation. This was my first time crewing totally solo; the last years being part of a team definitely helped prepare me for the experience but I was still not entirely sure *what* I was going to do at Foresthill since my rider hitched a ride and wouldn't have a rig there, it was hot and shadeless, etc. Fortunately I found her rig partners and hid in their shade for a few hours until their faster rider went through and they and their shade left in pursuit of her. At that point I set up in the weak shade my truck provided, and hoped the temperatures would cool before Laura's arrival.

She rode in about 7 pm and the temperatures had cooled AND some shade had arrived, phew!

Foresthill vet check

 trot out at 68 miles

snacks and shade, stat! cheeseburgers and hay, bit of rest, then a  girth and saddle pad change

 Time to go again! Laura and Seth ready

 Heading out of 68 mile Foresthill stop..

 ..and that Tevis moon is a rising!

 Once the pair were on their way out of Foresthill I visited my best Auburn friends, Shower and In n Out Burger. After making sure Seth's stall was clean and stocked, Laura's gear was back in her trailer/stall out of my rig, and I had my Finish line necessities (fleece for Seth, snacks), I spent 5 or 6 hours deliriously visiting with folks in Auburn Stadium while feverishly pressing Refresh on Laura's name on the fabulous Tevis Webcast.  I had a fun interlude where the spot I chose to relax in the bleachers turned out to be ant infested; there was rather a lot of hopping around and swearing and blanket shaking before I crawled to another spot and surrendered to sleep on the friendly metal floor amid the acrid smell of murdered ants.

3 AM, she's at the Finish!!! UP AND ADAM!  Here they come, WOOHOO!!!

 Final vetting at Auburn Stadium finish line

 final trot out, and after 3 years of photos I don't think I'll ever manage a clear photo of this part of the day, too dark and dusty and the cell phone battery is too far gone--but the picture is clear, regardless--Seth and Laura FINISHING! 

Success! And a welcome stall.

 It was so special to be a part of Laura and Seth's Tevis adventure; Seth has many quirks that remind me so strongly of my Scrappy boy, but Seth is a bit more motivated and impressive on trail! Still he has that relaxed, unimpressed by trot outs, quirky Rushcreek thing going on and it inspires me that my quirky slow  Scrappy fella and I will get out there and get er done too maybe, at some point. I don't doubt Scrappy's ability in the least but some of his unenthusiastic ride habits do make me question his enjoyment of endurance occasionally.  It was really great/special/inspiring to see how a relaxed Rushcreek fellow pulls this thing called Tevis off. Thank you for including me, Laura and Seth! Happy trails and safe travels East.

Rushcreek Mischief

After weeks of temperatures over one hundred degrees we woke the other morning to the relief of cloud cover and a world gently washed clean overnight. 

The break has lasted for a couple of days now and while the humidity is undeniable the double digits are heavenly. You can almost hear the land slurping up the pattering of moisture eagerly; the horses seemed a bit disgruntled by the warm wet, except Rory, who currently isn't bothered by much except the SWISHSWISH of the fly spray bottle.  Life is good with groceries in front of your nose!

The light rain and epic dust made for some filthy ponies so Scrappy got a cool shower with moist boots on to help soak his rock hard feet before I trimmed him. 

Rory seemed pretty interested in doings and was due for some handling time so I took her for a walk around the place when we were done. Another fun perk of our 20 acres is that just going out and exploring Home can be quite the experience, with so much to see for youngsters at various training levels. My husband scraped in a pretty good little track with the tractor last fall that winds down out of sight of the house to the bottom of the biggest pasture and on back up the hill, which is my current "trail" riding for Sheza and I. We're also working on clearing another little trail out back through the wooded acres behind the gelding pasture. Meantime, there's also truck and boat and hay bale and dirt pile obstacles to present learning fillies with, and Rory really takes it in stride. I don't know entirely what I mean by it when I say "she should be an obstacle horse trick pony" but that's the kind of attitude that I think this gal has: a healthy sense of curiosity, an oral fixation, low on the reactive spooking scale, and perhaps what it all really adds up to: a sense of mischief. 

Rory-legs! She's just shy of 13 hands at 1 yr old...

Here's a tale of two genetic lines: 18 year old Haat Shaat Arabian Desire is not happy about standing on black mats, ever. Hoses are bullshit, for that matter. Combine the two, and it's a pack of woes. Then you have one year old Rushcreek Arabian Rory behind her, busily goosing her, chewing on her tail, or kicking anything that clanged loudly and resulted in Desire jumping mid hoof trim. I may have thrown a grain scoop in Rory's general direction and she may have marched around with it in her mouth after. 

Then there's this off roading Rory charged into voluntarily today on her walk about. She really liked this dirt pile. :)

 So much filly fun!