Our trip home was totally uneventful, the very best kind. We stopped near Chehalis for a late lunch or early dinner. Once home, Butch unloaded, then washed the truck, camper & trailer! Later, the evening was so beautiful, we sat out with the dogs & enjoyed being home!
There were so many things that went right at this ride. The biggest - we had Fun! I needed to have fun! Getting the opportunity to hang out with John & Diane was just the best! The weather cooperated! I kept my jacket with me most of the ride, thinking of the thunderstorm that we'd driven through on the way to camp! One light rain was just enough to cut the dust on ride day.
Diane & Connie
Too much time goes by - way too fast - but when we do get the chance to catch-up, we do :-) I do think that these two should move back up here - they'd have more opportunity to use the fireplace that was going most of the weekend! :-)
Butch & John
I know that Diane would agree that we have two of the very best husbands around! Without Butch's help - Farah & I wouldn't be able to do the rides the way we do. I need time to re-coop & Farah loves it when she knows Butch is waiting for her. I wasn't feeling quite up to the task at hand, but after planning & looking forward to the ride for so long - there was no way I wasn't going to give it my best effort.
The ride captured by my Garmin
There were a couple of times when I forgot to shut the Garmin off when I was in camp, then forgot to turn it on until we were out of camp & I'd missed the vibration of another mile clicking over. It really does make for an amazing view of the ride though! Rides like this one, similar enough to the type of terrain we have at home, yet with miles of trails made for trotting are a horseman's dream. I still miss Alpine - another ride that went on for years & was loved by everyone.
Farah mowing~
I almost went riding from home this week, I'm anxious to see if the big tree has been cut & hopeful that my access is still there. Instead, I took it easy - something that I hardly ever do. Farah has greeted me at her stall door each morning with a nice nicker. She even put her cheek against mine & let me know that she really enjoyed herself.
We've the beach trip to look forward to & maybe another ride? :-)
The morning of the ride! Butch was up ahead of me, feeding Farah & going down to watch John & Diane start in the 100. I finished putting my stuff on the saddle & Butch returned to help saddle up. Lounging is next - the gold girl likes to buck & stretch herself out. I stepped into the stirrup & we walked down to the starting line area. Many riders were already warming their horses up & the usual tension was in the air.
Waiting to go~
I was happy Farah started grazing - but it wasn't long until she saw horses coming by - in the direction of last years start. This year it was moved to the main road. We wouldn't loop around the top of camp, but cut across it. Butch filmed the start. Once the trail was open - Farah let loose with a small buck - but nothing compared to last years antics. I moved her forward - trying to avoid the other hyper horses.
With about six riders ahead of us, Farah was All business! I was so proud of her! A couple of the young FEI riders were in the lead - on the single track trail. Within a mile or two, we were asking for trail. Farah moved past several horses, along with Brittany on her gray mare & the rider on the paint.
By the time we'd reached the first Vet Check for the 100's - at ten-miles - Brittany had missed trail turns a couple times. The VC was a busy place. I called to Max - who responded to my query. Our Snow King loop continued on, directly across from where we came in. Farah - soon took the lead & missed the same turn as last year. She realized her mistake as Brittany cut us off & whipped onto the trail. Our first clue, we were in a horse race.
Coming into camp at 7:39 a.m.
To say we were flying - would be an understatement... Finishing the 15-mile loop faster than last year - one-hour 9 min. Post~ Farah pulsed down just slightly slower, but ahead of the gray. Butch vetted her through - with a different vet & had no issues with her kicking out. We followed our usual routine & were ready to leave after the 30-min. hold.
8:14 & ready to leave~
To this point, the paint had been staying with us, but now dropped back. Gotchen is my favorite loop - someday I'd like to come back when I have time to enjoy the scenery. :-) The burn area had changed, birds pecking holes in the burned trees, tops blown off & fallen to the ground. (Many thanks to the great crew who worked on all the chain-saw clean-up!) With Brittany in the lead, we took another wrong turn & ran head-on into a pile of slash. No fun, neither horse hurt. I apologized for Farah being too close. I'd been holding her back every stride. The two mares were - as Brittany said; "loving the competition".
9:43 a.m. - finished with Gotchen - at 31-miles
Farah took just a couple minutes longer this time than the gray, to pulse down. She also wasn't drinking as much as I expect her too - but again vetted with all A's. Gut sounds were up to a B, from a B- the first loop. I told Butch I'd take however much time necessary & he assured me she was totally eating & drinking normally.
10:37 a.m. We leave on Ghost Loop~
I didn't know it, but our in/out times were very close to the timeline we'd established in last years ride. I left a few minutes behind my out time, we'd watched Brittany galloping her mare out a few minutes earlier. The weather was really changeable, from cold to drizzle, some wind, to sunshine that warmed things up in seconds. It seemed very humid too & I wasn't comfortable with the two-horse race.
Our next loop has several short, steep climbs. I new Farah would do well, she loves tackling hills. We dropped back to a comfortable pace & kept on truckin'. We did start coming up on riders in the 30-mile again. I'd ask for trail & most riders were so courteous. Farah took a couple of the hills with leaps so smooth - her athleticism is just amazing. I swear she used less energy bounding up - than if I'd asked her to take it slower. When we'd stop for water or to leave our number with a radio operator - she would listen to see if anyone was coming up behind us :-) If they had been, I'm sure our little 8.9 to 9.5 trot would have zipped right back up into the double digits :-) For being on our own - no competition Farah was aware of - she was motoring right along.
12:13 p.m. 45-miles gone - we return from Ghost!
Both of us were feeling fine at this point. (Just minutes different from last year.) Farah still not drinking as much as I would have liked - but as Butch kept reminding me - it was substantially cooler than in other years & her vet scores had stayed consistently A's.
12:50 p.m. Morrison - 10-miles to go!
Farah was not happy to that we were leaving on our own... I felt sorry for her - since she does enjoy a race so much :-) I was happy - we had not seen the front-runner again & I didn't attempt to catch her. (I had a plan in the back of my mind :-) I knew we'd probably opened a decent gap behind us & the rest of the riders - from our morning speed. When Butch again sent us off with; "Get out there & don't waste any time"... That's what we did.
We both know Morrison loop well by now, Farah was in cruise control. I hadn't taken my stick, it was the final loop after all. :-) The heart monitor was displaying low, lackadaisical readings - so I probably should have :-) Arriving at the last water tank, we met Tani & a friend heading out. I asked if there were any 55-mile riders in front of us? She replied; "No one"! "Get OUT of here!" :-)
2:05 p.m. We Finish!
As we approached camp, the trail around the edge was congested with 30-mile riders. Even so, we held the trot to within a few feet of the finish line. Farah appreciates knowing when we're done & I like to finish with a flourish! (Butch tried to video our finish - but his camera didn't record.) Our ride time was a little slower than last years - but Farah was totally cool & dry. She felt like we could have gone on forever.
John & Diane were there to see us finish - help with tack & guide me to the scale. Butch took Farah back to camp & started grooming her for Best Condition judging. John offered to trot Farah out for the Vet & Butch gratefully accepted :-) Butch had his hands full all day - keeping the Head Veterinarian happy with red ribbons in Farah's tail. She'd taken a dislike to him early on - while none of the other Vets had any issue with her.
3:05 p.m. John takes Farah~
I should have taken a video of John trotting Farah. He did a super job & the gold girl - I'm sure - was surprised a human could run so fast! :-) She looked so good & trotted so sound after our fast 55-miles.
Farah with John~
We did wish the trotting area had been out in the big field, rather than the space across the road. It was short on room & fringed on the crew/pulsing area. Not ideal - but John's experience make it look easy!
Wowing the onlookers :-)
Farah's scores were wonderful, she looked amazing & I felt like I'd accomplished my goal of finishing with a healthy, happy horse!
Results~
Sunday morning, at the ride meeting, Farah was awarded Best Condition! My plan had paid off & Farah was so deserving.
American Gothic - Endurance Style!
Butch will hang the pitch fork we received for our award - in a place of honor in the barn. A good friend - known for her sewing talents - has offered to make something for Farah - to commemorate our accomplishment. :-)
Frosty morning! Very! Cold, crisp fresh air & sunshine again! Such an incredible place to enjoy such a day. It wasn't long before we'd saddled up & were riding out to check the trails~
Through camp~
The start had been changed, to go right through the middle of camp - so that's the way we went. With all the moisture, I was amazed at how dusty the roads in camp were.
On our way~
It's hard to believe the number of years that have gone by since I was on a trail with these two! We wanted to see the trail markings to the north & to the south. John soon left us - he'd already been out, so Diane & I continued on. We rode the three-miles to the first water tank, then a little further. Last year there had been many wildflowers blooming in the woods. This season I really didn't see any - except of course the dogwood trees in full flower.
Diane & Titan check out the map~
Soon, we found out that the trails were dusty too, but such soft footing feels so nice when you've been used to rock logging roads. We had to check out the big tree :-)
It was hard to have to turn back, but it was getting close to lunch. The plan was to get registered early & try to get through the pre-ride vetting before the lines got too long. Well, of course we weren't the only ones with that idea :-)
Registration line~
I had sent my paperwork in early, but there was only one line. It was really no surprise how quickly we moved forward. Anna - as usual had things totally under control! It was going to be a huge ride, there were more rigs already in on Thursday, than there usually are on Friday! It seemed there were so many new faces that we didn't recognize. Always fun to catch up with old friends we only see at rides. Since we go so seldom - there's always lots of news :-)
Butch trots Farah~
I'd brushed Farah & she was in her usual rare form for the trot-out! Butch had his hands full! It's a good thing that he feeds her - because she looked ready to rip! She was so excited to be here - she knows that it's the place that she gets to GO!
Coming back~
No lack of impulsion! She also didn't like the way Mike had approached her & kicked out! That had never happened before & we didn't like it at all. No excuse for bad behavior. She pulsed in low & had her usual A's. Mike said that he wanted a red ribbon in her tail~
More socializing - then back to our camp for dinner & bed. I was concerned that the new pad would stay in place & hopeful that we wouldn't be riding in rain! Trying new? At a ride? No, I haven't learned that yet :-) To be Continued~ Next - Ride Day!
It's a good story, so as with any good story, I'll start at the beginning~
405 South Bound
It really doesn't matter when you leave, unless you want to head out about 4 a.m. We left home about 8:30 - made one stop & were on the road by 9 a.m.
Pouring Rain~
The weather didn't improve as we drove south... Diane & John were driving up from CA - they'd made a stop-over in OR. We were texting back & forth - our timing was almost perfect - by the time we made the turn onto Hwy 84, they were only 20 min. ahead of us! Of course - anyone who's made the drive to the Mt. Adams ride camp - knows whats coming next!
The Bridge~
Butch waited for a Semi to get across before we started over...
The expanse of the Columbia~
You do get the breath-taking views of the river, right out your window... It's a narrow bridge & it does flex in the wind!
Past mid-span
Once you're past the middle, you start to think that you're actually going to make it over :-) Sweet relief! Not long after, we pulled into ride camp to find that we already had neighbors!
Titan & Fonzi
At least they added a touch of class to the hillside :-) The sunshine was so welcome, after the wet drive down & listening to the dire weather forecast!
Farah in her pen~
Farah instantly recognized her friends from our visit to Diane's last
spring, when Patty & I had been on our way home from the Southern,
CA trip. She checked out each horse & still seemed to like Fonzi the
best :-)
Close to our usual spot~
It's so nice to get to camp a day early. Just over a six-hour drive down, we still had daylight to get set-up & enjoy the evening. Diane & John took the horses out for a spin.
Diane & Titan, Fonzi & John on Justice
We took the dogs for a walk around the valley & admired the snow on the mountain. Just a beautiful evening that soon turned really cold!
Mt. Adams~
By time for bed, Farah had her winter blanket on & I was so glad I'd brought our heavy comforter! Morning was frosty- probably low 30's & it felt cold until the sun warmed things up! Nice to think that we had another full day before the ride! To be Continued~
This morning I was adding a Mt. Adams photo to Farah's Facebook album, went back to look & realized that my very first photo of her - was taken seven-years, to the day - before our win at Mt. Adams. One of those strange coincidences that can happen in life & leave us wondering? Was it preordained?
My first photo of Farah, May 16, 2008
My niece purchased her from Amy Lynn Durga - in
January of 08, as a long-yearling. When I tell people that she was a
pale palomino at birth - they don't believe me... (Farah's breeder,
Renee - had traded Amy straight across; Farah, for a four-year-old Thoroughbred
gelding - September of 07.)
Probably a yearling in this photo
We were returning from a trip to Colorado, it was supposed
to be a vacation - but ended up being more of a working vacation.
We'd helped my mother do some downsizing. On the return, my niece asked if
we could go through Greeley to pick up some personal possessions she'd left
behind at her brother's, prior to her move to the Portland
area.
Nice Stride! 5-16-08
With the back of the truck full & towing a u-haul trailer behind, we arrived in Portland more than ready to ditch the stuff & the trailer! Of course we had to go see the new horse! It was late afternoon - I took my camera & was really surprised at the filly we saw! I gave some advice on hoof care etc. & we headed home.
8-8-08 - Almost 2-1/2 years old.
Early August, we were again in the area visiting friends & stopped by to see the mare. There was just nothing about her that I didn't like. She hadn't had much done with her - just a lot of handling. She was already friendly by nature.
No date, but probably 3-years old
A couple years went by, we saw a few photos of her~
Four-years old - dorsal stripe visible~
By four, there were changes! The mane had darkened & her coat had almost silver highlights! Circumstances had changed & the mare was put up for sale unsuccessfully. Eventually, she was leased out to a couple different people. May of 2011, we got a call asking if we could haul her up here & board her. I had Khari, we'd hit a sour note in our relationship & I kept thinking about Farah...
One evening I got up the nerve & asked Butch if we could make an offer? There was just something about her... Being the great, supportive husband he is - he agreed & a deal was reached. As I mention in an earlier post, after my first ride - there was no question which horse was going to be sold & which would stay!
May 16, 2015 By; Jessica Wynne
So indeed! Seven-years have passed since that eventful day that didn't even seem eventful at the time! Farah - coming at a point in my life where I have the time to devote to her, is something I'm very thankful for. She's already carried me many miles, given me some of my most memorable moments & become a full fledged member of our family!
Again, we had to leave on Friday morning - traffic was heavy but moving. With only one stop for fuel & a break for Farah, we made good time.
Waiting to Vet
I wish I'd been quick enough to get a photo when Butch was trotting Farah away! She did Everything but trot! The Vet asked his scribe if there was a box for AAA? :-) Coming back toward us, she at did at least show that she could trot!
The Big Tree!
Once the vetting was over, I wanted to get Farah out on the trail - heading out the start, to check the turns, most of which we flew by last year when following the front runners. The wind was blowing pretty fierce, but otherwise it was a stellar afternoon.
Farah was higher than a kite! Spooking at the cut evergreen branches on the trail to the point where I got off, took a piece & brushed it over her head! We were out about 2-miles when we ran into our friends Marie, Leslie & Julie! Always good to see those friends we see so seldom. They left, we continued on - a huge branch came smashing down - another Big spook & we turned back!
Ride meeting, dinner & to bed for us! 4:30 a.m. came too darn early for me! Our plan was to lounge Farah rather than me trying to ride her for the warm-up. (That almost had me bucked off last year!) Butch said she did plenty of bucking on the line, but by the time I was ready to mount up, she stood solid as a rock - eyes on the starting area.
Our first loop was Snow King. Riders were leaving on the open trail almost before we knew it! Farah was on the make & within the first mile or two things sorted out as they usually do, with about six riders leading & arriving at the first water tank together. Soon, we were down to four horses, then three. Dick, Becky & me. We discovered our three traveled well together. Farah leading on the flats & hills, Becky's gelding on the downhills, Dick's mare Ali, anytime she could find a way around the other two!
We arrived back in camp at 7:42
Butch was waiting when we arrived, Farah was the first of the three to pulse down. Our routine now is for me to help cool her down & get the pulse check - then Butch vets her through & meets me back at our camp. There Farah can eat & drink without distraction - same for me! :-)
8:18 - waiting to head out on the 2nd loop!
This mare is so smart - she has the game down now & was anxious to get back out! Loop #2 Gotchen is my favorite - through the big burn area. I didn't even put the camera on the saddle, I knew I'd be too tempted... As Dick said; we could finally enjoy our horses, the trail & the day, since the first loop craziness was over!
Becky & I coming in at 9:55 & 31 miles
Now - for our lunch break. The day was warming up - I was ready to change shirts & Farah was busy eating everything Butch put in front of her. (The three horses had pulsed down within a minute or two of each other.) Dick was camped right next door, I could see Ali out our window - Dick & I headed down for the start of our third loop & met Becky there - leaving together - the Three Amigo's!
Away we go headed for the Ghost Loop! 10:47 a.m.
The three of us were having such a fun time of it - our horses too, by now they'd figured out who was better at what & we never had an argument over who was going to lead. :-) Farah would pull away like a freight train on the flats or hills, but Becky's gelding was a pro at the down-hill & twisty turning trails! Ali, just went about her business - very professional!
It was this loop we had a huge laugh at my expense! Farah was cruising along in the lead when around the corner was a water tank, manned by two of the ham radio operators. She literally dove her face into the tank - with such a sudden stop - I almost went off over her head! In the next second, Ali ran right into her butt & again I was almost sent flying into the tank! Dick was laughing so hard he could hardly apologize! :-)
Coming in off Ghost Loop 12:10 p.m. 10 miles to go!
Once we came to the common trails at the back of camp, Dick would usually be the first to dismount & walk in, Becky usually second & me - finally last :-) Our speed throughout the day was just over 10-mph. these three horses were working as well, even better than we could have hoped. This loop is deceptively difficult with short very steep climbs. There were a couple times the horses walked to recover from the effort. Farah knew right where we were & lead us in for the final VC! Again, all three pulsed within a minute or two of each other. The 30-min. hold went quick - but I was looking forward to that final ten-miles! Dick & I were waiting for Becky - when suddenly...
Leaving for the final loop - Morrison
There she went! Dick said; "Well, I guess she's going for it - but I'm not going to sit back!" He'd told us earlier in the day, his goal was to finish with a sound, happy horse. He would not be going for a win." Very gentlemanly of him! He had his eye on Best Condition.
12:42 p.m. - Dick & I head out - with the well wishes of the volunteers!
I sure didn't plan to take it easy at this point in the ride! Dick had caught Becky by the turn onto Morrison loop, but Farah held back. I knew she was tired, we'd gone way more miles than we'd trained. It was after all - her first ride of the season! I didn't push her - I knew if she had what it took - she would soon show me - one way or the other. It was hard to see our companions disappear from sight. The only sign that anyone had been this way was what was left of there dust...
I shouldn't have worried, because suddenly - Farah's ears went up. She moved right up into her trot, then leaped up a section of rock & into a gallop! Around a corner - they were at the water tank! Farah stuck her nose in - before whirling to lead the way! We again had a long stretch of road & we FLEW! All three horses galloping along easily! (I was so happy to have those pads on her feet!) She remembered where we were & knew how close we were to finishing!
Becky said her grand-kids were going to be waiting at the finish line - they of course thought of it as a horse race & Becky was hoping to give them a little excitement :-) I told her that a race in was fine with me, but I planned to take first. Our agreement was reached!
1:25 p.m. Here we come!
We were pretty excited! It had been a fantastic ride. We were all so thrilled at the way our horses had performed! We threw caution to the wind & galloped in! Fun! (Happy racing in - hadn't been mentioned at the ride meeting!) There's really no place to go - so you have to be pulling up when you cross the line!
We Finish!
We were all laughing when we finished :-) The laugh was on us - because now we had to wait for those heart rates to go down! :-) Not to worry - all three looked Great! The three of us were all going to show for BC - even though Dick, who probably weights 300 lbs. (NOT!) would have us on weight!
Butch trots Farah for BC
Farah's scores were her best ever all day. All three horses looked amazing, especially when we realized they'd finished the ride over an hour faster than last years time. We'd completed in 5 hours 24 min. I couldn't have asked for finer traveling companions - let alone fellow competitors. Thank you Dick & Becky!
Farah~
In celebration of my Twentieth year riding Endurance, my horse-of-a-lifetime presented me with a Win~ Our gold girl has more than proven herself! She can move from trail horse, to parade pony, to cow horse, to arena horse, to endurance horse with ease & has covered over 3,000 miles of trails in two-years. I hope I can continue to do her justice!
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