Last week I was supposed to go sorting but this is happened:
Do not get me wrong - as I read your Posts I know that rain is badly needed across the country and many of you are in a serious drought situation. I know you have had horribly high temperatures and that you and your animals are uncomfortable.
I feel badly because around here it's been the opposite. We've had temps in the 50's/60's/low 70's. Every couple of days we get a touch of 80 degrees. Usually this time of the year, that green lawn and pasture in the picture directly above is brown. I've never before seen it green at the end of July. If I could I'd blow some of this cool, wet weather your way.
This storm hit about an hour before I was to leave for sorting. And it just wouldn't let up. Bob was out in the pasture, soaking wet. As I scanned the horizon for clearing, all I could see were more dark clouds. So I threw on my sweat pants, which are usually stored away this time of the year and I cancelled.
My trailer is loaded. Fly spray, a bucket so Bob can have water, grooming box, extra reins, a spare halter/lead rope and my helmet, which I feel kinda silly wearing when I go sorting. Last time I went sorting there were two of us wearing helmets. Me and a ten year old. Thankfully, nobody made fun of me.
although I did just run over a curb when I went to get gas).
Although I'm ok driving my "rig" up here in the country where traffic is light and the roads are wide, there is no way I'm taking this down into the "urban area". That isn't much of a problem as I make it a point to avoid leaving my higher elevation plateau at all costs. I tell people I get nose bleeds if I drop below 800 feet for very long. You should see their faces when I tell them that - (they believe me)!
and no curbs)!