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Saturday 5th In an attempt to do "heat training" (it finally got warm), pft performed shuttling duties and Leslie and I rode from the Overlook back to the Bus Stop. We were completely pathetic and the horses even more so. It was very humid and it took us 4.5 hours to go 15 miles. Admittedly, we did stop to chat to the aid-station guys at the end of No Hands Bridge (there was a running race going on) and partake of their wares. And we did stop in the river. And we did fix Nuggie's boots several times (time to put her in the next size smaller). And we did stop when Uno tried to kill, me, but it was still pathetic. Uno did pretty good until we got nearly to Maine Bar. Leslie and I were talking about how arabs had been used to detect mines because they were so good at noticing things that were different, when Uno (in front) did a big spook from some shrubbery and only by managing to hook my leg around the pommel bag did I manage to stay on. I was already crampy from the weather, so this gave me an even bigger cramp in my ribs. Things settled down again until we started up the trail to Potato's. Uno was again in front and got very snuffly and was gawping at every patch of sunlight and generally on high alert. Alas, I was too complacent and didn't pay enough attention and next I knew, he'd leapt sideways up a vertical bank. As he came up towards me and I felt his back end start to slither backwards down the bank, I was trying frantically to figure out how to get off - in that situation you don't to be anywhere near the horse for fear of them falling over backwards on top of you. Luckily he started to fall sideways away from me, so I was able to bail off on the high side. He got back down on the trail in front of a very startled Nugget who was frantically trying to figure out what we were supposed to be panicking about, and ran off down the trail for about 30 seconds before realising he was on his own and came running back again looking worried. My shaky, adrenaline-filled photo of Uno's bank The last half-mile was managed without any further adventures and Uno did settle down again, so I'm wondering if he smelled a bear or some such that had come through recently. Poor guy - he does worry and doesn't do well on closed-in singletrack. He's much happier up in NV where there's less vegetation in which to hide eye-pluckers. I was pleased that a) he didn't run too far, b) he didn't try to jump off the downside of the trail (very bad idea), and c) he showed much athletic prowess in leaping up the bank. He received a small cut on his foot, but was otherwise unscathed (and his boots stayed on). I got a bit more cramp to deal with and had to take an elyte pill before I went to bed because I was cramping all over. Sunday 6th As of Monday morning, Uno's boot were all still on and the lil' cut on his foot doesn't seem to be causing any pain/problem. I did the old goober glue - five pumps of glue and a splash of water, mix for a minute, then smear on the boot and let cure for five mins. Pft cut a bunch of water bottles in half and I used one for each boot as a lil' cup and used plastic knives to smear (those worked *very* well).
This was actually the first time I felt like I had some idea as to what was happening with the glue, and like I say, may smear the hoof as well as the boot next time. Maybe. :) (anticipating a big mess). Once again, the thing that took the longest was the foot prep, even though I'd "trimmed" him the day before. I sat and really, really looked at his foot and balanced the heels really carefully. I also took more off his heels, anticipating that he'll grow foot over the next week. If it had been the day before the ride, I wouldn't have taken so much off. I'm still concerned about his abcessed RF (from back in January - it finally grew out) - about the amount of "sole" or calloused material or whatever it is on the sole where the abscess was. I'd really like to chisel it off, but am waiting like a good girl, instead of doing something radical and laming him up. Maybe after the ride I'll really pare it off? or not. :) And I drizzled Coppertox into his frogs, so he won't have smelly feet when the boots come off in 9 days.
Friday 18th After trying to hack off 8 weeks of hoof growth from Provo's feetses and being unable to squeeze the toothpaste from the tube the following morning because my hands were so sore, I finally gave in and decided it was time to get a pair of real hoof nippers with real cutting surfaces that actually cut hoof. After a fruitless search for Delta Horseshoe (who, we subsequently discovered, don't sell retail any more) on the way to work, pft found "Horseshoe Barn" in Sacramento. Off I went to try out all the nippers which come in a variety of sizes to suit hand and foot. I eventually settled on a pair of GE 14" nippers - super-expensive - but I'm expecting them to last a lifetime. This evening, I plucked Fergus out of the paddock. Decided it was fitting that he should be the first guinea pig since the fact that he has always been barefoot is what set the ball rolling for the other five. Unfortunately, Uno had been at work in the water trough, pulling the automatic thingy up in such a way that it spewed copious amounts of water all down the paddock so Fergus was covered in mud. A quick hosing later and he was ready for his manicure. The new nippers cut like a hot knife through butter. Ooooh. The main thing that this means is I have to be careful not to cut off too much hoof with my new-found nipping powers. Luckily Fergus came away relatively unscathed. Babby Chooks Nine! Of the ten potential eggs, nine hatched over a period of two days. Good job. Many more photos here: Saturday 19th For the story of the bee installation, please see this post I wrote at www.biobees.com. Many more photos here: Saturday 26th This ended up as an EasyCare blob post: Saturday 29th Another post, complete with photos at www.biobees.com. Many more photos here: |
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