Seems you never
forget those memorable ones. Back inearly March '96, the weather was really
nice so we trailered down to Florida to a ride at Doe Lake....forget the
name...think T might have been helping with that one. Rained all Friday
nite and the trail around the lake disappeared...into the lake! Riders were
following ribbons in water up to their horses' knees at the start. Turned
cold Saturday nite...bitter cold. The water froze in the trailer water barrel.
"Wish Granted+" had been clipped and we were covering him with tarps, coats,
quilts, and anything else we could find over his blanket till we got back
to "warmer" weather in North Georgia! :)
Jim, Sun of Dimanche, and Mahada Magic
In a message
dated 12/14/2002 11:18:13 PM Eastern Standard Time, ridecamp-digest@xxxxxxxxxxxxx
writes:
. On top of the
mountain, we
rode across a logged "clear cut". You could smell the ozone
in the air from
the lightning strikes and feel your skin tingle and your
hair crackle...fastest
I've EVER rode across the top of a mountain!
I remember
that one....I was thinking ....Yikes here we are in the tallest spot around
on steel shod horses....I pulled halfway thru it, fearing my horse was cramping
from all the rain. And of course, the trail had to be long.....
Susan K