A Real Ride

Stealing Ranger for a walk around the block back in February was great, but we went out on a real ride today.  I had to ride Washoe who was not-quite-a-Wonder Idiot.  On the Washoe scale of  idiocy, he was down-right excellent.  I only had to get after him a couple of times for attempting to eat.  We laid down the ground rules right off the bat and he tested the rules less than usual.

I'm concerned about the lack of snow.  We saw less snow today than we should have.  We're already under a fire ban and it's only April.

I thought we'd get some moisture today from the look of the clouds hanging over the mountain as I headed up the hill...

I promise, Mt. Meeker and Longs Peak are there somewhere

As I climbed higher, the clouds cleared, which made me happy.

It doesn't take too long for three fools who don't know squat about horses  to tie the lead ropes around their necks and climb up bareback (<--- that's for you Mrs Mom), so shortly after I arrived at the Lodge we were off.

Where's the snow?

Ranger found some.
And promptly fell through.

Snow?

I can't believe the frogs were singing,
their pond is drier than it was at the end of the year.

SNOW!
Not much, and certainly not enough to ward off the fire gods.

It was a great ride, which I needed desperately.  With my change in position at work, it looks like I'll get to get more equine therapy in each week.  My hope is to get my arse back in riding shape before Queen Estes comes home.