Here is video from the weekend.
I believe this made Shuttle’s 8th time to be entered. Her run really wasn’t bad, save for two things- she CAN run faster, and her second barrel was NOT pretty.
My journey through life on South Dakota Ranch
Here is video from the weekend.
I believe this made Shuttle’s 8th time to be entered. Her run really wasn’t bad, save for two things- she CAN run faster, and her second barrel was NOT pretty.
Here’s the New Year’s Day Run and the last run before I went to visit Steph, who helped me a LOT! I’ll post the after runs, next.
Here’s the video from the New Year’s Day Barrel Race. Thanks to my husband for being the videographer.
I spent the weekend in Bastrop, TX with a friend whom I rodeoed with in college. She also makes very nice barrel horses, so we had fun watching each other and commenting and working on the problems we are having with our horses.
It reminded me how much I LOVE rural areas. Not just due to the fact that it’s rural Texas, which is extra fun, but the fact that there is NO rat race; people are just not in a hurry to run their lives away. Probably because they are too busy working for a living. It’s not like here in the city where where you have so many self-centered people that truly believe they are more important than anyone else. And they’re too busy focusing on them, that they can’t or won’t take time to focus on anyone else.
Rural Texas is beautiful, however. Gorgeous, old farmhouses that are surrounded by big, beautiful, Live Oaks with cattle grazing in the front of the house; practice pens at almost every other place, complete with a pasture full of nice looking horses- life does not get better than that. I was reminded this weekend that I’m not a city girl at all. I live in the city but I’d much rather live in the middle of nowhere, surrounded by livestock. I love my friends, and I am what you might call a social butterfly, but I could go a while without seeing someone, I’m pretty sure. So long as there are nice horses to ride, the internet and a bank account, I’d be a happy cowgirl.
I was also reminded this weekend, how much I miss hauling all over God’s Country with my horses. At one time I went to about 75 rodeos a year; I don’t know that I’ll go to that many again, but hitting 30-40 might be in the cards, very soon!
I took Sonora to her first rodeo last night. She did good. We exhibitioned in the slack, and there was no spooking. If anything she was kinda hunting for something to turn. That means she’s growing up!
Letta made a decent enough run.
My horse Sonora:
A client horse, Cowboy;
My horse Shuttle:
A client horse Letta Jetta Do It:
And yes, this is what I do for work! Ain’t life GREAT?
It is 2:15 in the morning, Texas time, and I’m eating a sandwich. I was in bed at 10:45 tonight passed out, from my long day. And then for some reason at 1am, I awoke to the sound of my husband snoring, which he has done twice now this week. I laid and tried to go back to sleep, but to no avail. My stomach decided to tell my brain I was hungry. And I can’t sleep when I’m hungry. I would NOT do well in a third world country.
I have goat tying lessons in the morning at 8am. That’s awful early. My horse chiropractor is supposed to come and work on a couple horses tomorrow. I get the feeling though, he’s going to stand me up. He’s very good, and just does that sometimes. Sadly, he can, because there are no others like him around.
Oh, and here’s a thought that I had tonight too while laying there trying to sleep:
Michael Vick. Granted, we have *dominion* (I should really get out a thesaurus to find another word, but give me a break this time, it’s 2am, people) over the animals of the earth, and we should respect and take care of them. But I wonder, if Michael Vick had raped a woman, would there still be this much outrage towards the man?
Where there are men, there will be cruelty. (I don’t mean Man, as in men, I mean Man as in HUMAN KIND.)
Oh, and it’s official. I sent in the paperwork to enter Shuttle at the XL Enterprises, Silver Cup in Tulsa, Oklahoma for March of 2008. If all goes well she’ll be ready. She rode really good today. She backed her first serpentine and was like a different horse from yesterday. Amazing what listening to good advice from a wise person will do for a girl trying to train a colt! And shhhhh… Don’t tell, but Shuttle is the first *colt* I will have ever started and made into a barrel horse. Wish me luck!
Ok. My sandwich is gone. Maybe I can make it back to sleep once my stomach shuts up!
I’m sitting here, looking at the riding lesson schedule for fall. Wow.
I’m gonna be busy!
Mondays: I will give a couple lessons after school, and one in the mornings, hopefully. And I’ve got goat tying girls to coach until rodeo season starts. Then they’ll call as needed. They’ll need. lol.
Tuesdays: which are barrel racing days, I have lessons until 5:30 pm. This is going to be tricky. I think that I will probably have to sweet talk a couple of barrel racing producers to put me down for exhibitions in their 7:30pm page so I can leave the house by 5:45 and be somewhere by 6:45. Then I’ll have Sonora ready to enter the open, and Shuttle to make exhibitions on, so I bet I’m not back until midnight, very soon.
Wednesdays: will be busy too, until the sun goes down early. Thank you Daylight Saving Time! NOT!
Thursdays: I should have a lesson in the morning, and then a barrel race that evening.
Friday: I LOVE FRIDAYS! NO lessons! I can get up, ride and spend all day doing stuff with my horses! Watch, now that I’ve put this in writing, someone will call and want Friday lessons! Oh, and did I mention that if I have no lessons, I get to actually be home early? That is until I start hitting barrel races on Fridays!
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