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Day
1
Uno once again amazed me - he just keeps trucking
along.
Day 1, Loop 1 we took really easy with Diego on his
first 50. We instructed Crysta to shout out whenever Diego needed to walk
and off we went. He did so good - taking most things in his stride as he
went along. The only thing he was worried about was crossing the RR
tracks... but Uno wouldn't cross them either :)
Uno lost his RR glue-on
boot about 10 miles in - trotting
along up a mild grade. Luckily Eagle Eye Crysta spotted it fly off because
I never felt it and probably wouldn't have noticed it being gone since his
gluey foot looked just like a boot. So I slapped one of his sparsie Gloves
on and off we went. Like a dummy, I'd left my pastern wraps back at the
trailer, so he went without until lunch time.
Nugget hadn't eaten well during the night, so Leslie
was a bit worried about her, but she drank OK on the trail and about
half-way through this loop discovered the wondrousness of bunch grass and
proceeded to snack her way through the rest of the ride.
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Diego handled the infamous SOBs like a pro - only
stopping to tilt his head quizzically at Nick Warhol tailing Don on the
far side - along the lines of "what the heck's that??".
I
opted to stay on on the worst downhill, having watched others slip-sliding
down. Sure enough, Crysta went sliding on her butt. But we made it down OK
and at the bottom I found - SCORE! - a *bright yellow*
horse-whacking-stick, which I promptly used on Bad Uno who wouldn't stand
still or be remotely cooperative for me to remount.
Looking
down on camp from
the SOB trail high above
On the last long downhill into camp,
Diego out-walked every person and horse present - we all had to jog
to keep up. Ooooooh, we all went.
Alas, on a more level spot, Crysta said he suddenly
took a few really gimpy steps. When I got behind him, I could see where
he'd whacked his rear fetlock and clipped the back of his front foot. But
he seemed sound.
About this time, Nugget lost her rear glue-on also -
a really odd spot on a downhill where she slipped on a rock and off it
came. Again, Eagle Eye Crysta spotted it, so we were able to retrieve it.
Came down into camp and Uno was already at criteria
and had a CRI of 48/48. I don't think I've ever had a horse do that
before, so was pretty amazed. Ooooooh, I went.
Marcia Smith was Crysta's
vet and she thought she saw something on his left front and wanted to see
him again after the hour hold.
Unfortunately, whatever Marcia saw in Diego was
worse after the hold, but had moved over to the right front instead -
which is the side he'd clipped the back of the foot on, so Crysta opted to
pull him - good choice. He looked really good, but was definitely tired
and the next loop had lots of deep sand in it. Hurray for Diego on his
first 50 attempt!
At lunch Uno munched his way through two pans of LMF/BP
<applause>. He's finally figured out to eat at holds! As is the
custom, he did try to roll in the saddle during this hold, but
Leslie shouted at him and he jumped up again.
After dispatching Diego and Crysta, off went Leslie and I, dead last, trotting
cheerfully along across the sagebrush and within a few miles had caught up
with Nick and Judy. Another few miles and we passed them. And a few more
and we left them behind. Yay, us.
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There is a short, very steep, sandy uphill on this
loop w hich Roo acted like Death Warmed Up on when we did this ride in 2007.
Uno, OTOH, didn't really think it was any big deal. Nuggie led us all the
way to the top, outwalking Nick and Judy.
The top of Roo's Death
Hill
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The trail down the other side was like going down a
sand dune - very deep sand. Uno looked at that very deep sand and told me
how much he'd like to roll in it. I suggested he not do that. A bit
further down the hill, he needed to scratch his itchy face on his leg
(something he has to do all day) and so I let him - and you guessed it -
down he went in the sand with a satisfied "Oompf".
"GET UP!!!" I yelled and didn't even get off and up he jumped
again, looking guilty.
The next section was rocks - 10' of non-rocks -
rocks - 10' of non-rocks, repeat, so Leslie did the jiggy-jog - walk - jog
- walk - jog -walk and it worked great - we got through there really fast
and appeared at the water stop before the seven riders in front of us had
left. Yay us!
I drank lemonade, Uno ate the grass, Leslie (judging
by the photos) stood around looking cute (with the LED screen on the back
of my camera broken [probably from someone rolling in the saddle], I have
no idea what my photos are of, so was v. pleased with the ones from the
water stop).
Then Leslie discovered they had beer there, so she took one with her. :))) She explained
that it was traditional to drink beer at this water stop. Unfortunately I
couldn't partake, what with having just drunk two cups of lemonade and the
two really don't go together.
At this point, the pones got all floppy and
demoralized (from which I deduce we were the furthest from camp and
heading in the perceived opposite direction). The trail was pretty
rocky, so we had to pick our way along.
Once they realised we were heading back
towards camp, Uno picked up the lead and got into his "mustn't
waste time" mode - which means I can't get on him if I get off,
because he's busy being officious.
The last loop was a short sand detour
alongside the lake for a few miles before coming back to camp. Good
ponies were plenty cheerful at the end
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Day
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I forgot to mention that Roo had
come along for the weekend, since he had an appointment with Marty
Gardner on Monday. He spent a happy three days munching hay on the
far side of the trailer, shrieking his fool head off every time Uno
and I arrived or departed - which was quite often since there were 4
holds back in camp and the OUT trail also passed our trailer. This
activity did not help. * * * Nuggie
didn't eat or drink well during the night, so Leslie opted not to
ride this day. Luckily, junior Zach Rabow had asked if I'd sponsor
him, so we wouldn't be going out alone. Uno was surprising cheerful
and we took it pretty easy on the way up. Hand-walking
down the other side went without too much incident, although my body
assured me we wouldn't be running too much. Trying to get back on at
the bottom proved tricky. Uno had decided that he was going to be
Competitive, which meant not standing still and staring off down the
trail at an unseen opponent. Threats of Bad Things did little to
make him behave. No matter
- his new-found competitiveness meant that he required little
encouragement to go down the trail. The only reticence was shown
when we came across a guy who was either filling sand bags by the
side of the road, or burying a body. Both Uno and Zach's horse Sassy
were leaning towards the body theory and we approached with extreme
caution (aka, a crawl). On
the far side of the hill, we watched a couple of the front runners
come by (figure of 8 courses are the only place we ever get to see
the front runners), but when we started trotting down the other
side, I noticed that unfortunately Sassy looked slightly off.
Bummer. Sure enough, at the
vet check Sassy was pulled and we were on our own for the rest of
the ride. Back at the
trailer for the hour lunch hold, Uno scared me a little by appearing
to totally shut down. I sat and watched him for a while, getting
more and more anxious until he woke up from his nap and started
munching again. Oh. That's the trouble with new horses - it takes a
while to learn their habits. Although
reluctant to go out from camp after the hold (OK, so he acted like a
drunken horse and needed lots of peddling), once we got onto the
first stretch of singletrack, he set off at a high rate of knots,
trotting eagerly down the trail. "Wow,
I thought, this is too cool - lookit the pretty snow-capped
mountains, lookit the lake, lookit the streaming mane, I must take a
photo!". Out came the camera and as I pressed the button, Uno
spied a large rock hiding behind a bush and leapt sideways, dumping
me unceremoniously on the ground. Ow. This
is the pic I took: He
ran off through the sagebrush, down the embankment and towards the
barbed wire fence. Ack. It was probably just as well it was there,
otherwise he would have made a beeline back to camp to meet up with
Roo. Some kind ladies driving by with a horse trailer stopped on the
road on the far side of the fence and distracted him while I
scrambled down the bank and went to retrieve him. Upon
regaining the trail, along came the four riders behind me happened
along (I hastily explained we were taking the scenic route) and
scooped me up and off we went again. Once
we settled down again, we actually had an excellent time. I got to
listen to Dave Rabe's large porker stories, hear some history of the
area from Jackie Beaupre, and marvel at the size of Rushcreek Okay's
feet (Carolyn Meier was riding him). Jill Carr on her lil' mule
Walker rounded off the four. It
turned out to be a very restful afternoon. We munched our way to the
top of the quarry hill, then got off and ran the few miles back down
the other side. The final
loop was in the sand east of Washoe Lake again and by the end of
this loop I could tell that Uno was getting mentally pretty tired.
He ended up in the front and got really spooky at the very end - but
despite this, he did good work and finished with excellent vet
scores. Who knew?
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Looking towards
the Pine Nut Range
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Monday 3rd
Roop's Vet Appointment With Marty Gardner
Roo's recent history:
- Six weeks ago, we did a tough training
ride, Roo did great - impressively trotting enthusiastically
up a long steep grade (CA Loop backwards - trotted up to
Peachstone)
- Five weeks ago, we did an easy training
ride (Auburn Overlook to river and back up again, mostly
walking). During the ride, he was resting his left rear, was
ouchy at the top, and
afterwards it swelled up and he was tender on it. The leg
stayed swelled for 3 days.
- Did Uno clip it fom behind, ponying?
- or did Roo strain something six weeks ago
and then the easy ride strained it good and proper?
- Roo was never lame when the leg was
filled.
Told the vet Roo "wasn't a great hill
horse", not usually very willing to zoom up hills, and not
very free-flowing on downhills. His past pulls from 50s have been
from getting crampy in the back end with associated non-specific
lameness. I had his selenium tested a while back and that it was
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First Marty checked over his left front leg -
feeling all the tendons very carefully. I hastily said "no, it was
the back leg that I was worried about" and he said that he liked to
check the front as well to make sure everything was OK. That sometimes the
back end problem is a front end problem - they treat the back end and then
the horse comes back in the following week dead lame on the front.
Then he went up and down his spine and hip area,
poking and prodding and getting a reaction. I think they are supposed to
react equally to the stimulus - seem to remember a chiro doing the same
thing on Provo and P not reacting in one area - and that was not right.
He had me lunge Roo in both directions (he looked
great) and said that although Roo wasn't lame, he could see that he was
snapping up his back legs, presumably to unload them before they loaded up
the susps. (I couldn't see this, but it might be the way Roo's been going
for some time so I'm used to it).
Then he palpated his back legs and said he was sore
(he showed me where to do this, just below the hock - to check later -
probably a good thing to check every so often. Roo had more or less done
nothing [except for yell and twirl on his spring-tie all weekend] for five
weeks, so he shouldn't have been sore).
Then he did flexion tests on both hocks, twice, and
said poor Roo looked quite sore :(
Looking at Roo's "score
sheet":
(score is out of 5 - so 0/5 is perfect; 5/5 is leg falling off)
- Baseline lameness: LF/RF = 0; LR/RR = 0
- Stifles = LR = 0; RR = 0
- Tarsus palpation: LR = 2; RR = 2 (where
is the tarsus?)
- Soft Tissue palpation: LR = 2 (proximal);
RR = 2 (proximal)
- Lower Limb Flexion: LR = 1; RR = 1
(assume this is the fetlock?)
- Upper Limb Flexion: LR = 1; RR = 2
(assume this is the hock?)
- Spinal reflexes: 1 xxxflexion (can't
read that)
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> So Lucy, did
they also image the front end? Or just the hinds?
Just the hinds.
He did x-rays of both hocks (three
views) and ultra-sound of both rear suspensories up high, and also u/s
the left rear susp. down low where I was worried Uno had clipped him
(no damage to that area at all <phew>). Two lots of tranq. to
keep him from standing on the expensive machines. :)
He said he could see bone loss on
the x-rays - this from being constantly pulled on by the susp. And he
could see mild strains in the susp. themselves on the u/sound.
The hock joints looked really good
- no arthritis at all. He said that had there been arthritis present
it would have been a much harder thing to deal with.
And then he injected both hocks
with an anti-inflammatory. He said it wasn't to treat the hock joint
or the susp. - more the WHOLE area to settle it down. He said that it
wouldn't start to heal until the inflammation was gone.
Now Roo's not to do any hill work
and he's not to do anything in deep footing, so he's confined to our
smallest pen until the mud dries out (it's hock deep in places). I let
him out to wander the property when I'm feeding, since the mud is just
in the paddocks.
Next week I can start gradual
riding - at least 15 mins walking, then 5-10 mins jogging. Nothing
hard, just light loading of the susps to get them to heal nice and
straight instead of jumbled spaghetti. Must ride on "relatively
level ground" (I'm thinking Cronin? Andy Wolf? Cool?). Avoid
steep hills, deep footing, lungine (I think he means up hills, not in
circles) for 90 days. I'll probably take him back for a recheck at the
end of this period to make sure he's looking good.
> Is it just
the miles that ended up manifesting this?
Probably so. I suspect this has
been going on for a long time with him and has never had a chance to
heal properly.
> Or is there
something that tends to create hind strains?
> It'd be nice if they could tell you that it was associated
> with "this" or "that", but that's probably not
the case.
He said that I was to avoid
"lunging up hills" type terrain, as well as deep footing -
stuff like gloppy clay, which Roo has been living in for several
months now (d'you think there's a correlation there?), deep sand, etc.
I'm wondering if it's worth
alternating a hill ride with a flatter, long trotting type ride. Not
that we have much of that, but if at all possible.
And I should probably start tailing
more often in competition (welcome to the back end of Uno for the SOBs,
Lucy <g>).
> Maybe there's
something else that we can do.. like give 4 months
> off every year... or 6 months off every two years... just as
a preventative.
I can see that having the horse
"once overed" every year or so wouldn't do any harm. I
wouldn't bother with any vet, but having Marty look him over would be
a good thing - even if just poking and prodding the horse - no spiffy
diagnostic machines involved. He can tell a lot from watching the
horse move, squeezing, flexion, etc.
> How much did
the procedure cost?
They didn't bill me yet. They are
usually pretty reasonable and I'm hoping it'll be less than $500
(which isn't bad, given how much "stuff" they did).
> I'm so glad
you did it. You should really give yourself a pat on the back for
catching that early!
I'm not sure I would have done it
if that left rear leg hadn't swelled up so it was good that it
happened. Marty said that the right rear was the worst of the two -
which doesn't surprise me, since that's Roo's push-off leg (note, both
Uno and Nug lost their right rear boots - that's definitely the leg
that does the most work on most horses, I suspect).
Now I look at him, and he's
constantly resting each hind leg. Marty said that's because it takes
all the strain off the susp.
And the crampy rear end was
probably caused by him trying to protect the suspensories and
compensate (which also explains why his lameness pulls weren't very
specific - just "in the back")
I remember years ago someone saying
on one of the endurance lists about how their horse had done really
well at some race - top-tenning or something. And then they did
a really easy ride a couple of weeks later and that the horse was dead
lame and how strange that was, given how hard the horse had worked
during the ride and been fine.
Someone else pointed out that the
horse probably did something during the ride - which then popped when
he did the easier ride afterwards because it was compromised.
And that was *exactly* the scenario
with Roo.
> The rest time
will go by very quickly... and besides, you need the time to start
> Jacklet, de-green Hopi, and keep Uno going. Right?
Yes, I'm not too bothered. I'm
thanking my lucky stars it didn't get to the "bad" stage.
And Uno's going so well, it's good for him. I've so much to do in
other areas (as you point out :) ) and it's not like I can go to
Tevis anyway - so I'm not missing anything, except perhaps Mendocino,
which I would have liked to do, but Uno can't do NASTR 75, Moonshine
and Mendocino in four weeks.
The one thing that bothers me is
how on earth you are supposed to get your horse strong? You think
about how you want to "make every ride count", but you
mustn't do it too soon. I have no idea how you know when is too soon.
I'm not patient enough to gradually load up with any degree of
scientificness.
>
I want to learn how to do that distal-to-the-hock palpation.
It's an odd spot - I'll have to see if I can find it again. He showed
me a nerve that runs over the bone just below it (I just thought it
was a stringy bit) and it's above that, kind of in a hollow.
> Roo did have
quite a few months off when you broke your leg right?
> So it's apparent that perhaps it's not just the time off, but the
careful
> rehabbing that's needed, too.
I was off from late June to
October.
I want to say that I brought him on too fast this spring, but it seems
like this has been going on for a while - I'm thinking of the
pull he had at DVE in Dec 2007, followed by a similar one at
Buck Meadows in April 2008. Then a month later he did Patriot 100. He
didn't look great by the end of the 100, but still finished.
That's why it's hard to say what to
do. This is evidently his weak link, so once he's healed up, I guess
we walk-walk-walk those hills, or do slow trot up gradual ones. And a
day or so later, give him a big poking over to see if he's sore?
> $500 doesn't
seem out of hand for all those films and tests..
Assuming that's what they charge me
I have no idea.
<fingers in ears la-la-la>
Note: Finally got the
bill, I was *way* off - $750 <gulp>.
- $270 - x-rays - 6 @ $45
- $180 for first ultrasound
- $80 for subsequent u/s
- $37 - Misc. sedatives/anti-inflammatory
injections
- $90 - Joint (hock) injections
- $90 - Lameness check
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Friday 7th
Roo "Grazes Quietly" and I Bugger up my Shoulder
Apparently, letting Roo out of his small pen (he
is closeted in there until the mud dries out, since he's not allowed in
deep footing) with Fergus and Uno to "graze quietly" isn't a
good idea. Mucho galloping about (including the requisite lunging up
banks, like what he's not supposed to) ensued, including someone getting
their feet caught in the extension cord feeding the barn lights and
snapping it. Time to buy a new 100' extension cord :(
Uno looks GREAT, though.
For my part, I slipped in the dewy grass last night
and landed hard on my shoulder and screwed it up. It's better than it felt
last night when I couldn't undress, but doesn't want to do any heavy
lifting and doesn't bend like it used to. Have to see how this impacts the
intended current weekend of rasping.
Update: the shoulder was fine so long as I
didn't bend it "just so". Luckily "just so" wasn't
needed for rasping, so Roo and Fergus both got their trims; Hopi got his
two overdue jabs (WNV and 4x) and Roo got his WNV which he couldn't have
last month "because he was going to the ride". Luckily Uno
wasn't going to the ride, so he got all the jabs...and then went to the
ride instead of Roo. And everyone got their yummy ivermectin wormer. Their
favorite!
Mugshots:
Dad says he can't follow who is who, horse-wise. I
don't see why not, it's not like they're confusing or anything. Anyway,
this is for him, horses by order of appearance, with a short bio
explaining "why".
Provo - Arabian. 1988 - 22 years old this
year, Provo has earned his retirement. I did about 400 competition
miles on him and either he was injured or I was. He's the funnest
horse of all of them to ride when he was "on" -
unfortunately that wasn't very often - and the rest of the time he
was a PITB to deal with - no brakes and no capacity to learn. On the
flip side, he was super-trustworthy on technical trails and a blast
to ride on his own when not being hyped up by other horses.
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Roo - Arabian. 2000. My "100 Mile
Horse". Al-Marah bred (southern AZ) and a good worker-bee. Roop
isn't spectacular, but gets the job done and was just starting to
come into his own, capability-wise. He currently has about 1500
competition miles. Very spooky at rocks/bushes/tree stumps, not
stupid with it but as a result dumps me at regular intervals. At this time, he's on 3 month rest/rehab for
strained rear suspensories.
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Jackit - Section B Welsh Pony, 2005, so
five
years old this summer, and getting ready to be ridden. He's about
12:2 hh. Jackit is mostly
unflappable and likes to cause trouble by tormenting the other
horses (mostly playing bitey-face). I will have a lot of fun with
him provided I can stay on (boy, can that pony buck) and
don't get dragged off when he squeezes through gaps that only he
fits through.
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Hopi - Arabian. 2001. My "project
horse" who is on indefinite hold until I have time to get
around to him. We bought him almost the same time as Uno -
thinking that I'd work with him while I was waiting for Jackit to
get old enough to be ridden. In the meantime, Uno didn't work out
for pft so I inherited him, and then I broke my leg and was out for
half a year.
Hopi has a most excellent big walk and was pretty
solid under saddle (although I haven't ridden him since the leg-break
in June 2008). He has some "don't wanna and you can't make
me" issues on the ground, but we're gradually working through
them.
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Uno - Arabian/Saddlebred. 2001. Current Horse
#1. Uno was originally meant for pft, but they didn't get on so well
(pft kept
getting dumped), so I inherited him. Initially I was just going to
put a few rides on him so that he'd be more saleable, but instead
I've been really enjoying riding him (after a few mis-starts) and he
makes me laugh with his gooberdom (last ride: rolled in the sand
with me on him; tried to climb into the water trough; dumped me
spooking at a rock). He
continues to amaze me with how well he's dealt with the
physical challenges I've thrown at him in the last couple of months.
Uno has great endurance breeding on his arabian side - his
great-uncle was AERC Hall of Fame RT Muffin.
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Fergus - Tennessee Walker/Grade
Arabian. 2002. We weren't allowed to buy another horse for pft
until Uno was sold, but I sent Fergus' advert to him as a joke - and
he has turned out to be the perfect horse. Fergus is steady and
dependable, without being dull (he's still a big baby). At the same
time he's "awesome" in the true sense of the word - has a
huge trot and looks magnificent travelling down the trail. Being TWH,
he has a big ground-covering flat walk necessitating jogging on my
part. He's over 16 hh (which is big in our world of mini-arabs).
Just starting his endurance career, together
he and pft have done three 50s.
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Sunday 9th
Tickets to England Bought and Other Things of Note Well,
we're all set to go to England on July 22nd - assuming of course pft
gets a passport in time (oh, the irony). We'll be gone for ten days.
Dan and Gina's wedding is on July 25th and we
plan to visit Scotland during the following week. Tile
Be Finished - after starting this project in 2006 and never
getting around to finishing off the "fiddly bits", we
finally paid "Bob" to come and finish it off for us. This
tile was carefully chosen to match the red dirt we have outside. |
In
addition to finishing off the tile, Bob also dismantled the
defunct swimming pool that had finally died*. Having a
swimming pool was wonderful if you happened to have a pool boy,
which we didn't, so I was constantly wrestling with it. It was like
having a demanding pet, constantly wanting feeding and cleaning and
testing.And I could never get the balance right for long enough, so
much of the time the water
was green.
With the pool now gone, our plan is to turn
the area into easy parking (this is the only flat place next to the
house which doesn't involved walking up and down stairs). Another
alternative is a pleasant garden area. But that would also involve
input, so is less likely to happen.
* We were due to have a particularly
ferocious storm and thinking the power would go out, I suggested to
pft that he fill the swimming pool in advance so we'd have water to
flush the toilets with. Later that evening I noticed water trickling
in the drainage near the barn and figured he must have forgotten to
turn off the hose and that the pool was overflowing. Nope, turns out
the liner had finally died and water was pouring out the side. :(
The
March Chooklets have turned into teenagers. This weekend marked
their first opportunity to venture forth into the real world. Only
the three oldest ones were brave enough, but they'll figure it out.
They are a funny looking bunch. The two
littlest (shown right) are of the brown variety, while the older
three have varying degrees of white. I am suspicious that the very
white one might be a rooster - it seems somewhat larger than the
others.
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Nearly forgot! We finally got the
trailer window fixed - after jackknifing
the truck-n-trailer back in October 2007. I'd duct-taped up the
window very successfully, you'd hardly know it was broken... ish.
Going to DVE over New Year, tall pft stuck his foot through the
perfectly good duct-taped window and poked the bottom out. A month
or so later, the entire thing fell out in Greenwood. <sigh>
$82 later, we have real live glass in the hole
- and can now open and close the window again.
Compare and contrast:
Before:
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After:
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Saturday 22
Lil' Chooks Grow Up
Yesterday the lil' chooks grew up:
- The largest vanished. I have to assume that we
had a coyote visit, since Tiny Rooster II also vanished. The only good
thing about this is that the coyotes took two roosters instead of all
the hens which is what they usually do. Bummer, but it has been a
while since we lost any chooks, so I guess it was time.
- Perhaps as a result of this attack, tonight the
lil' chooks joined their larger brethren in sleeping up in the rafters
in the barn instead of in the box in their chook creche where they've
slept all their lives. They look a little strange, being about a third
of the size of the already diminutive grown-up banties.
- The Mumma hen is sitting again and will therefore
need the chook creche three weeks from now when hatching time comes
around. When she wasn't in the barn last night, at first I thought
she'd suffered the same fate as the two roosters - until I checked the
now-defunct chook house and discovered her splatted in there like a
pancake, covering ten eggs. Yes, ten. Whether she can
pull off hatching ten at a time we'll have to see. They only just all
fit under her and are peeking out the sides.
Beekeeping
My top-bar-hive is due to arrive some time next week
and this morning we spent three hours at a beekeeping class in
Placerville. Lots to be learned - not least where exactly to put the hive
in the first place. My conclusion is that although I'm relatively
confident that I have some idea what to do when the bees actually arrive,
it's another thing altogether to be confronted with 30,000 buzzers.
Sunday 23
Magnolia to Salmon Falls and Back
The pones got a good work-out today - we (pft and
Fergus, Leslie and Nuggie, me n' Uno) rode from Magnolia along the
new-trail-which-isn't-actually-open-yet almost to Salmon Falls Bridge.
This round trip was slightly less than 20 miles and would have been a lot
easier if Uno hadn't chosen today to be a F**king Idiot (technical term
for horse minus its brain) for much of the first six miles or so.
All of us had baggy back boots that needed
PowerStraps, and all of us lost our right rear boots at one stage or
another (Uno and Nug within feet of each other). Fergus did about 15 miles
barefoot in back, while the other two maybe 8 miles.
Afterwards, we met with Ann and Jess for dinner in
Cool - a great way to round off the weekend.
Friday 28
My Birthday Top-Bar-Hive Arrives!
Yay for Garden Hives in NC - they built me way more
hive than I would have ever managed.
Right now the plan is to contact a local bee-man in
Nevada City after 15th June (he's out of town until then) and get bees
from him. By then, I'm hoping our St John's Wort will be in full bloom, so
it'll give the bees something good to start off with.
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