A windy day and a winding trail around the edge of Lake Cachuma in the mountains above Santa Barbara. Shown here, looking toward the coastal mountain range at Arrowhead Island.
A 3 hour ride covering 6.5 miles, wind and spirits high, warm sun and beautiful landscape. A trail I had not ridden in several years, splendid views and relaxing riding.
we are tacked up and ready, and the trail begins at this gate.
For now Tobe Mule can still get a cool drink before setting off on our adventure.
Then we are tempted by a choice of different trails to explore.
The high wind was moving it around us like waves in the sea.
Fortunately Tobe is a very indulgent creature, and knows he has a part to play in our blog, and holds his ears just right as I do the "photo ops."
And I will acknowledge that our trail rides hold a rich buffet for him, much more of interest than any views. This yucca in full bloom could have provided delicious blossoms, but better to leave it for all to admire.
As I typed that a friggin' tick fell out of my hair onto the keyboard.
That's one small problem with going out into the woods.
Fortunately he had not yet begun to feed ..... and I guess I could have taken his photo before I squashed him, but NO. Just NO.
every tiny itch in my hair will have me scratching
like one of my Irish Wolfhounds with fleas.
Now, where were we.
The next thing that happened was the massive dead tree blocking the trail.
Here we are, at a conundrum.
And I include this photo because the view of Woody's big white quarter horse butt
is the sort of photo you'd see if you look at most trail riding blogs.
"If you're not the lead horse, the view never changes."
There was a diversion that involved an extremely steep drop that the Charros among us went down no problema,
but Tobe and I looked at it, he balked, and I let him.
I called it, it just didn't seem like a day on which I needed to prove I could catapult down an incline like that.
So that was OK with everyone, we turned around and started back.
But wait, we are not alone!
Can't take that guy anywhere. If he isn't at a rodeo chasing cows he'll make do with whatever is available.
So I guess that means it is time to introduce the cast of characters for the ride.
back down the chalk hill
and settled in under an oak tree by the rigs for picnic lunch.
No animals got spooked, no one fell off, and a good time was had by all.
DEUS NOBIS HAEC OTIA FECIT
"God has granted us this respite."
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