My boots have snow and horse poop on them, my jacket smells like 2-stroke oil I say it's been a good valentines day weekend.
Oddly enough just like a crazy horse person (count me in on this one too) likes the smell of shavings, manure and leather I can't stop smelling my jacket because of the 2-stroke oil smell from snowmobiling we got in over the course of the weekend. I guess thats what happens when you grow up in a mechanically inclined family. It reminds me of my grandpa's garage, driving the boat on the lake and the old three wheeler we had.
Finally I got pictures of Indigo's now second time on the sleigh ever.
So my Aunt Gaye and my guy followed me out on Sunday to go for a sleigh ride.
My aunt kept asking me what day she could come out. My usual reply was "when there is snow". Shes the photographer. She brings her camera and realizes by the time she gets out here (a good 45 minutes from her house in the city to the boondocks here) the battery she had for her Nikon was completely dead. I handed her my Nikon - shes the only one I trust to take my camera for more than a second- and told her to snap away.
Here is what we ended up with. The pictures are taken by my aunt
I pulled the sleigh into the Alfalfa field because the snow melted on the driveway after it was plowed. It's hard to pull on non snowy ground with people in it.
Indigo is such a good girl, standing with a completely slack lead rope as I adjust the breeching. She looks good all in harness. She needs to gain a few pounds (a hundred probably haha just kidding) for the sleigh bells. They were made for a bigger horse. I guess I could have put them around the shaves but they were not going anyplace so it didn't matter.
Adjusting harness. See the baling twine in my hand? Yeah we use that stuff for a bit too much around here. The tugs for the collar don't hook up securely to the single tree (as in they can pop off I need to get my harness guy to make me some clips) so I use baling twine as my safety tie.
Off we go.
Going along the far side of the alfalfa field. She broke into a canter after this, goof. You can see the wind turbines going up on neighboring farms. Ours are going up soon too.
We made it back in just before sun down. What a fun weekend. Now I hope for more snow. More please?
I want more of these winter sports to cure the winter blahs.