Since October, I have been on the road a lot back and forth to Phoenix doing my "blood and bullets" forensic work on several homicides, a driveby shooting, an assault and a police use of excessive force. Several other cases are coming down the chute so I need to get back on my horses while I can. I did not get a leg over a horse for January and February due to the bad weather.
My buddy and farrier, Cody, showed up
from Grants today and put shoes on
|Cody. A good friend, fine horseman and outstanding farrier|
I managed to push myself right up to the edge of pneumonia last week and the doc was glad I showed up for treatment. Today was my last day on the high speed drugs and I could breathe again so while Cody was putting shoes on the lads, I took Trooper out into the round pen and we spent an hour on ground work and flagging to shake off the cobwebs of winter. He settled down and I put my new decker pack saddle on him without any problems.
|Lancer & Trooper|
|"Well, let's go"|
Almost two hours later, we followed the horse trail that parallels the drive as we came back home. After such a long layoff, and the inevitable fractiousness of fresh horses, rather like little boys in church, I am always somewhat astounded that we all arrived home at the same time.
My worst day horseback is better than my best day doing anything else.
|Getting sorted out|
|First trail 2011|
|Just passin' through|