| Trail Riding Near Lake Roesiger | |
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Saturday, March 6, 2004 |
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A view of the Cascades |
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| Black Pond Farm is located within a mile of
Lake Roesiger. It's a beautiful lakeside community. Some of
the homes were built years ago as cabins and simple outhouses constructed
on cleared land sit right next to brand new, large impressive homes with
boat houses (complete with shiny ski boats). The lake itself is
large with three "loops". The dark clouds loomed
over-head, but we didn't get rained on until the tail-end of our almost
3 hour ride.
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"Come ride with me!" |
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| Our neighbor, Cathie lives one
driveway away. Recently, her 77-year-old Father move in with
her so she could care for him. Never a complaint. (unless we are
talking about her 'love life' -- or lack thereof *giggle*) She's so much
fun! She teases me that she's old enough to be my Mother
(actually, she's one year younger). She has more SPUNK than many
20-year-olds I've known. She tends to her 5-acres, works a full
time job, hauls and splits her own firewood, cares for her two horses, 4
cats, two dogs and a garden pond full of fish among other things. "Who else is going to
do it? You got your ol' man to do yours, Brenda!"
Since we bought our farm, back in May of 1998, Cathie has invited me to go ride her horses. I've been raising babies! Tim had the kids out for rowboat rides and frog catching while we were gone. This is only the second time we have -- both within months of each other! I'm not an accomplished rider, so I just try to be "good company".
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Logging Roads |
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| We have to ride on country roads for a 1/2
mile to get to the privately owned logging roads. They go up, up,
up...until the views of the Cascades and Lake Roesiger take your breath
away. Cathie's horses are certified for search and rescue and are
"bomb proof". Nothing seems to spook them and they can
navigate through very narrow and rugged trails with ease. Today, I
rode "Cindi Sue" and Cathie rode Cindi's son,
"Moe". They are very head-strong, but true blue.
Cindi Sue took off for home at one point. Granted, WE weren't
ready to head for home, but SHE WAS. No matter what I did, she
WASN'T STOPPING -- at a full gallop. I held on for dear life
and could hear Cathie yelling behind me, "MAKE her stop!
BRENDA! BRENDA!" Followed by a lot of swearing. I
was doing a fair amount of swearing at that point too...and was able to
get my mount back under control.
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Brenda riding "Cindi Sue" and Cathie riding "Moe".
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| Moe, in stark contrast to his Mother, is a
big affectionate lug. When we were getting the saddles on them for the
ride, he gave me a big sloppy horse kiss -- full on the mouth. I
turned my head just "in time" to get slobbered by horse
lips. "Uh, I like you too."
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