Wednesday, June 16, 2021

goodbye Major

And just like that he was gone. He was always so fast. 

I can’t find the words right now, my heart is breaking. Major was diagnosed with a grossly enlarged and damaged heart, and I thought I had a little time left. 

But he collapsed in the grass at the clinic, and I made the only possible decision. 

I’m so glad we had our adventures. He picked the final trails and flew down them alone. Goodbye my friend. 


Thursday, May 13, 2021

18!


insert first carrot here

Wow, Major is 18! And he got to celebrate his birthday earlier this week mostly how he wanted: carrots, alfalfa, grass, and no birthday hat (I didn't take the time to find it, he was relieved).
mmmm, alfalfa

mmmm, grazing

nope, not posing for your stupid photos…

How did this cute baby get so big, and still be so naughty? And wonderful too? Happy Birthday Major, I'm so glad we are partners and can't wait for many more miles…

baby Major, still the huge ears!
he grew into those ears!

Friday, April 30, 2021

thrill ride

 

start your ride

choose your lane

Have you heard about the new thrill ride in California? I rode it a couple days ago, and it’s not not for the faint of heart.  

It is called the Major Super Bloom Lupine Coaster. One passenger per vehicle. You must be this tall to reach the stirrups. Hold onto the reins, it’s a fast one! Please remain upright in your seat. Keep all hands near the vehicle, as there are many rocks along the trail. Views are beautiful when not blurred with motion. Ride lasts 1.5 hours and covers 10 miles. You’ll see ebikes, mountain bikes, hikers, dogs, loose children and horses along the coaster route. Coaster does not slow for many obstacles. Requires an e-ticket.



Major says "tastes like purple"
 
(We just flew. Major has been kept slower than his preference and behaving himself at Point Reyes, the dog trials and taking C out on her new horse. I knew Major, actually us both, needed a break. So we didn't take it slow, we took it fast, for 10 miles, and it was loads of fun, if a bit of a blur….most photos are from other slow rides to enjoy the super bloom of lupine at the lake.)
C on handsome new horse Shane on his first ride with Major

 
just amazing

Sunday, April 25, 2021

dog trials (and trails!)

we're up to something…
And now for something completely different. Ok, maybe not completely, but not something I'd ever known about: Road Dog trials!

peeking through the window at what is going on over there

impatient face
I saw a post a few months ago on Facebook asking for volunteers for the 2021 West Coast Road Dog Trial. I have no idea what prompted usually reticent me to volunteer, but riding horses, cute dogs, pretty spring weather, why not?

I'm so cute!

excited pups!
I briefly glanced at the website, decided I could make Major behave for 12 miles, and showed up at my assigned time. I was to ride escort ride along with two competitors and their dogs. In the beginning the competitors, riding their horses, have to go though a specified course where the dogs must follow orders issued by a judge. I just had to stay out of the way!

waiting for the testing portion

heading out on the trail
Then the horses and dogs hit the trail. The first time all three dogs went running past Major he flinched a bit, but then it was ho-hum (he likes dogs) and these dogs know to stay back and out from under foot, very smart! I thought maybe there were more obstacles along the way, but no, the competitors have to ride and keep the dogs behaving to the half way point, rest for 30 minutes, and come back. (This competition was held on BLM land, which allows off leash dogs.) The competitors were very nice, one was very experienced and one it was their first time, all dogs were well behaved.

staying behind but attentive

good doggies following

nice in the shade

happy dog, paying attention to his owner
The big quarterhorse in the lead didn't want to stay there for long, she was certainly not built for distance! You have to cover the 12 miles in three hours, with the break added in, so you did need to cover some ground. Which was easier to do when they asked to put Major in front! I kept him at his almost slowest trot, about 7-8 mph, and they gamely followed along! The dogs had no problems. veering off trail into water sources, coming back to "hock" when called.

just trotting along

heading back out after the break

happy dogs
We were at the rest stop quickly, and after water and a break, were ready to head back. The day was gorgeous, and also the hottest day of the year so far! We were all a bit overwhelmed in suddenly 85 degree heat, and these trails are very exposed (and why I never ride them in summer!). Hikers asked "Where are the other 98, haha?" I'm sure they get that all the time!

hot, but heading home

we did have gorgeous weather and trails!

the "why are they so slow" ears

coming home
We successfully returned back to the trailers, and all dogs competing got their title. It was an interesting new experience, and I was pretty proud of Major for being cool with it all, even with his "I'm annoyed that I have to go slow" ears. I even think Major wants a dalmatian of his own now!

well-deserved snack

Tuesday, April 20, 2021

horse camping: Point Reyes

Oh boy, oh boy, I finally got to go horse camp at Point Reyes National Seashore! I've been wanting to for years, but it just never worked out. When my friend S invited me for an early season camping trip, I jumped at the chance!

love the ease of high-tie and grassy parking spot!
We decided to take my trailer (two high-ties makes it easy) and headed out Friday morning for an uneventful three-hour trip. The camp, Five Brooks Horse Camp, had just opened the week before and most sites had not been used. We found a nice grassy place and settled quickly in, let the boys rest their legs…so we could get a good ride in the first day.

We had reviewed the map, as some trails were closed from a fire in fall of 2020, but there are still so many options! The loop we wanted looked to be about 11 miles. There are very few pictures of this ride, due to maintaining control of my hot horse and navigating technical, steep trails while detouring around and over fallen trees. Also, it was so gorgeous I just wanted to look and enjoy and forget about my camera for a bit. There was mossy lichen hanging from green branches, while below ferns and little flowers carpeted the ground. It was like Narnia or another enchanted land. (links go to Point Reyes Nature's website of great trail photography, though no horse ears!)

enchanted trails

And we started out on some very hot horses, Major was raring to go, and Beau not much better. I would have thought the Olema Valley trail was a mostly level trail along a valley floor. I was wrong! It went up and down and up and down, until we came to Teixeiria trail. Then Olema Valley looked like a cake walk, Teixeiria was very steep! We crested on the Ridge trail and maintained a fast trot through that smooth part of the forest (bushwhacking a detour around a big fallen tree), till we slowed and headed back down the ridge on Bolema trail.

a horse could get used to this!

That enchanted trail was a bit father than I thought, and we ended up with 14.5 miles and more than 2,000 feet of elevation gain. The horses were super happy to be back at camp in a hot-wire paddock on tasty green grass, what a luxury! We ate the best spaghetti (because camp food is always more delicious) and had a small fire while darkness fell. Perfect. The horses went on the high-ties, S was cozy in her tent, and I tucked into my sleeping back in my truck for a cold night.

cozy camp set-up

The morning could have dawned windy or foggy or cold (it is spring on the coast and you never know), but blue skies greeted me as I crawled out of the truck and got Major ready for the day. Neither horse had drank or eaten as much as we liked (though they are experienced endurance horses, sigh), but they seemed bright and chipper.

old forests

newer forest, all trees the same size

And boy were they! Beau led the way on Greenpicker trail at the start (he can be silly behind) and then the trail miles just flew by. Around every corner was something gorgeous: a huge stand of trees, fields of flowers, huge lupine bushes, ferns and shady groves, then we got to the ocean view Coast Trail.

lupine bush as tall as Major

you just wonder what is next

first glimpse of the ocean

I think seeing it from horseback (as I have hiked this region many times) was just spectacular. My vocabulary seemed a bit limited and consisted of Wow. Wow. Wow. at each new view. I tried to remember to take photos, but they just don't capture the depth and awesomeness.

just wow.

Wildcat camp, elk are tiny dots to the right of Major's ear
Riding down Coast trail you drop down into Wildcat camp (primitive, hike-in camping). There were elk on the hillside, wildflowers carpeted the valley, and quite a few hikers. Major would not drink from my new, lovely large scoop, but Beau did, yeah! 

not posing, i'm going to look crabby and eat the flowers

And that was before we got to the beach! I was being pretty cautious, as Major had never been to the beach, and I wanted a low-key introduction. He was a bit skeptical of the waves, and mainly all that noise of the crashing surf. We kept it minimal, I stayed between Major and the waves, and it was a good, positive experience. I did have to keep him from rolling, that sand looked mighty inviting!

WTF is that?

this sand seems pretty nice

Major says "I'll stand back here and be a little nervous"
There is a waterfall onto the beach area you can ride to, but we didn't want to push it (that will be next time!). We headed back after some more miles on the Coast trail, knowing the trails lead back up to the ridge. We did stop at a trail junction so the humans could eat a quick lunch and the horses ate some green grass along the trail. Then we took one of my new favorite trails, Alamea trail. Ferns, lichen, aromatic bay trees and a huge canyon on our right, just breathtaking. 

looking down Coast trail

signage was pretty good, though there are lots of options!

Alamea trail
At this point the horses had worked pretty hard. So we took the Stewart trail (an access road) back to camp, still steep with elevation and gorgeous but much less technical footing. Almost back to camp we crossed a small stream where Major finally drank! It only took 22 miles and 3,300 feet of elevation…sigh…

a few weeks and all those iris will be blooming
After cleaning up the horses we put them back in the grassy pen, where they spent half the time gazing down the hill at who-knows-what. By this point Major was also pretty annoyed at Beau, but that consisted of making ugly faces when Beau felt like had to stand right next to his new best friend. But I got to take a hot shower, what luxury! Another campfire, watching the horses graze, stargazing and yummy tortilla soup, a most perfect day. 

That evening we did hear a loud crunching noise coming from the trailer…it was raccoons! They are notorious at the camp for getting into everything, and we'd been super careful to keep our food locked up, but the horse carrot bag was too tasty. We ran them off and settled in for another night, carrots safely locked away!

what's over there?
hot showers!

quail family visited every evening
The next morning was sadly the day we were leaving, just as we were all settling in! But checkout was late so we packed up most everything and headed out for a short leg-stretcher ride on an easier trail. The Rift Zone trail follows a (what else) earthquake rift zone, through easy meandering meadows and tree stands, with views of the smooth coast hills, so different than what we had been riding all weekend. 

chilly morning soon warms up

deer friends
The horses were very well behaved, I guess 35+ miles will do that, and we took it easy, enjoying the views and walking the horses. I didn't want it to end, and neither did Major, when we turned around after 2.5 miles to go back to camp.

looking out to smooth coast hills


between forest and meadow

walking home, loose rein
We packed the rest up and headed home, talking the whole time about what we loved about different trails. I already think I am pretty lucky with the trails I have access to in my own backyard, but these in Point Reyes are amazing. How lucky that I got to ride them, and now I can't wait to go back!

one last roll!