I hauled to the barn and picked up Biscuit. I had to load tack and talked to Lee Ann P for a few minutes. Biscuit and I got out to the park and I tacked him up. I spoke to Ricky V. and he said he was feeling better. He was talking with another employee on the porch. The guy asked if I liked the improvements on the trail and I said yes we did. I also mentioned the bobcat track thingie and Ricky said he didn't see it when he went down the trail. I told him where it was and hoped that it could be removed. The other man asked me about my trailer and I explained about Brenderup's and said Barry wouldn't let me take his truck so I had to buy one I could haul with the RAV4. LOL they totally sided with Barry about a truck!!!
I mounted up and walked Biscuit to the trail. We got around the first corner and he spooked at something to the right. I saw something a little less than knee high and very dark. I don't know if it was a wild animal or a dog/cat. Biscuit was snorting for 30 yards or so. I kept telling him to calm down! We kept going and got around to the back - that little turtle was in that pothole!!! We came around the back and started jogging. The big tree across the entire trail had been moved. We kept going and about a 1/4 of a mile or so from the stable Biscuit kicked off his Easy Boot Glove. I got off and put it back on and was unable to remount - the saddle slipped. DANG! Walked him over to a stump and it crumbled. Oh well.
We walked to the trailer and I took his saddle off quickly and rinsed him off. I loaded him up and it was sprinkling. By the time I got to Fannett Road it was raining. When I got to Cardinal Drive it was raining hard...and West Port Arthur Road it was practically a white out. When I got to PNR I got soaking wet getting Biscuit out of the trailer. I cleaned the trailer as I was already wet!! I put on a dry shirt in the car and put one under my butt!!! I need to keep a dry/clean set of clothes in the car and a heavy towel too.
On Sunday when we rode Biscuit and I were swarmed by those yellow deer flies. There were so many of them I thought they were bees. I yelled at Kellie to see if they were swarming her too; she said no. They were all over me and The Biscuit. I was swishing them away as fast as I could. Gaaa!!! Glad they weren't bees.