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At first, the kid was shooting the bb-gun at a fairly close mud puddle. It made Dolly nervous, but I judged that it was within tolerable levels. She was tense at times, but would also relax. The boy also put the gun down for a while and came over to pet Dolly and feed her a handful of hay. I put the harness and stuff on Dolly.
Here's a photo from my backyard of where we are headed- you might be able to make out the roof in the center, just below the ridge-- this is about a quarter of the way to our goal-- which of course is the TOP. 








I am not sure which is the best-- the trot up, or reaching our goal. It was a wonderful ride-- and on the way, as usual, Zoe and I planned our next trip out.. which will be a trot up to the top again-down over the opposite side where we can loop back around to a lower mountain trail to head back home. next week ! 





Wohoo! After a year wait we went ahead and bought a cart for our smoothcoat curly pony "sunny" (Caramel Sundae EB). He had been extensively ground driven last year, but I didn't know how he would react to being hitched. He did GREAT! He always makes me feel good because we have done everything with him ourselves, yet he continues to improve in his training. We do need trace extenders, but otherwise he does great with the cart (he's a little too portly for a mini size) Happy Driving (or Riding!)
We enter what is called the Stone Village, where we had a wonderful ride last year, (lots of photo's of that ride on the March 23 blog of 2008) only we came at it from the other direction on that day. The Stone Village is a cluster of 30 dwellings which line either side of the street all erected by 2 brothers from 1834- 1850's all built from local granite. The quarry is located up on Trebo Road. It is our intention to find that quarry-- there is a trail somewhere that leads to it- one day we looked for it... we still need to investigate some more on horseback !
The red light is flashing at the railroad crossing-- the train whistle is a loud warning, as the train has to signal its arrival at every crossing with a very loud blast... this is no subdued little toot-- but a repeated lusty intense resonant blare. We are wondering how the horses are going to react- although last year we did meet up with the train on several occasions, we were never quite so close to the train as this. But after last year's up-close and personal rendezvous with the Governor's 3 helicopters landing right near us, the train should pose no problems. (If you are curious to see photo's of that ride- it's April 3rd of 2008 on my blog)

We did veer off for some deep snow trail riding- and like Susan mentioned in her recent blog-- although there has been considerable melting, the snow is still deep in the woods. Crisp in some places, and then all of a sudden, it's like you are walking on your peg leg that suddenly gives way... and you fall through several feet. Hard work for both horse and rider but fun too. 
We came out into the pasture, got back on the road and headed for home- another superb ride, but where to go for our next adventure ? 
I started off by whacking them with my hand, and then with a stick. We walked all around them. I dipped my hand into my grain pocket and laid the back of my hand on the culvert. AhD was immediately convinced that culverts weren't so bad after all. After I re-mounted, AhD discovered that one kernal of grain had fallen onto the culvert, so he made quick work of that. Waste not, want not! Harold, you are probably cringing in your boots, hearing that I've gone back to keeping a cache of grain in a pocket when I ride...but I will say that my pony will stand stock still while I mount, because he knows that if he does, sometimes he gets a handful. Plus, it comes in handy when tackling scary culverts. Hope you all are getting in some good riding and enjoying the extra sunlight!
After what seemed like and ENDLESS search, I have found the saddle of my dreams!! It is the new Bates Elevation DS+. Absolutely the most comfortable saddle I have ever sat in-no break in time just hop on and have a great ride. It is a close contact/jumping saddle-just fits me like it was made for me. Someone once told me a saddle should feel like one of those playmobile people and their horses that the kids play with-you should click right in like they do-I never thought I would find that click but I did with the Elevation. I tried every new and used saddle in 3 tack stores and a few I trialed from catalogues - I even had the Stubben rep out and she tried me in all her saddles - nadda, Zilch....until the Bates. It is a brand new model and I would highly reccomend it!!
This week we got a few excellent rides in, along with all the usual choretime and training. It's surely moving into Vermont's Fifth season.. mud ! Vermont still has plenty of snow too- especially in the woods where the sun can't heat things up as well. Zoe and I have continued to ride the dirt roads, which alternate between firm in spots to quite squishy in others. I love my Barefoot London saddle so much I bid on another model- the Cheyenne, for a change in style. Also, the flaps and billets on the London render it to be a saddle for horses with a big barrel- so I can't use it on my favorite pony mounts. The Cheyenne will be perfect for them and fits my Keri perfectly too. It's just as comfortable and I like it just as much. Here is Keri posing reluctantly as we saddle up for a trot out with OYY
Elektra. She's a tad cranky that she is not riding out with her best buddy Teasel.
The trip starts out traveling over Flamstead Road, actually one of my more preferred routes- over Crow Hill. The views are some of the best in our area. As we come down off the hill, we decided to take a quick trot into town - where we have to cross the little bridge and trek into Chester Depot. Keri and Teasel are very excited because they adore a trip into town and especially- as anyone who has read my blog posts from last year-- they love trotting down the sidewalks. So- after this zippy foray through the little town- we backtrack a bit to Cummings Road.
Here's the part of the road which has been abandonned- this is a pretty rough trail even in summer and with Teasel's recent fall into the deep ditch scare.. he's understandably skeptical of the idea. The snow is deeper than it looks and there are rocks and brooks to navigate.. so I did not get any photo's of the actual slog and trudge as we "waded" through to the other side. It was fun, but the horses were definitely ready to walk when we reached the other end-