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Sunday, July 29, 2007

Fryeburg 2 day 50 mile CTR, Fryeburg, ME July 2007



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The weekend of the Fryeburg 50 and Ruby’s first CTR had finally arrived. Fryeburg is my absolute favorite ride. It is held at the Fryeburg fairgrounds, which are lovely. The shed row barns are wonderful and well maintained. Water is piped in between every 4 stalls and you get to camp right in front of the stalls. There are also nice bathrooms and … SHOWERS! And the meals served at this ride are worth coming for alone!!!!

I had to work the night before the ride. I got home at 6:15 AM, fed Ruby and Marie and cleaned stalls then had a quick breakfast and finished packing up. Barbara got to my house around 9:15AM. I was going to take Marie’s saddle out of my trailer to make room for Barbara’s saddle but decided to just crowd things in. You never know when you might need some spare saddle parts. Ruby was a bit more reluctant to load then usual but still didn’t take too long. Soon we were on our way. We took a bit of a round about trip to Fryeburg. I wanted to stop in at Adams Horse Supply to pick up some girth ring protectors. Barbara wanted to buy a real sheep skin girth cover. I had been using my mohair girth on Ruby but didn’t like where the metal rings sat against her. So had switched a few weeks back to my felt girth. That seemed to be working ok, but I didn’t like the way that was bunching up where her leg were hitting it though it didn’t seem to be bothering her and was not causing any rubs. I wanted to switch back to my mohair girth. I was able to find the girth ring protectors but all the girth covers were too wide for Barbara’s girth. Because of going to Adams supply, I headed to Fryeburg down Rt. 202 to Turner. Then out Rt. 117 to Waterford. There was major construction along a long stretch of Rt. 117. The pavement was torn up and one lane traffic. Stop and go for MILES. It was hot so I had Barbara jump out at one point and drop down the windows for the horse and mule. There are grills so they can’t stick their heads out and I wanted them to get as much air though the trailer as possible. It took about 3 hrs. getting to Fryeburg when it normally takes no longer then 2. But, I had Barbara’s good company and it was still a pleasant trip.

When we got to the fairgrounds, our favorite spot was available. I pulled up and situated myself to back up in front of the stalls, which are numbered. I called out to Barbara I was going to put my trailer in front of stall #14. I back around and expertly put the trailer squarely in front of stall #15. Hahahaha. Good enough! Hahahahaha.

Zephyr


I brought my dog, Zephyr, with me. Shavings were already in the stalls, so we quickly got Ruby and Marie off the trailer and into the stalls with water and hay. Both were very thirsty! It was sooooooo hot and muggy! Then I got Zephyr hooked were he could get some shade. Barbara and I had planned to go for a short ride before we vetted in to stretch the girls legs. It was just too hot and we decided against riding! We didn’t see anyone else going out for pre-vetting rides either. As soon as we got camp set up and the animals all settled in, we went to the ride office to check in and get our riders packets and numbers. I was #66. Barbara, who originally only entered one day of the ride, was #6. Hummm, #66 and #6, this was a little disconcerting. Then, when the ride secretary realized Barbara had “upped” to the 2 day 50 mile ride, her number was changed to #70. Much better! After putting the numbers on the girl’s butts, we collapsed in front of the stalls. We were drenched in sweat! Barbara brought something very yummy tabouli for our lunch. It was cold and and really hit the spot. She also brought home made blueberry muffins made with blueberries I had picked in my yard. Marie’s right eye had been “boogering” up for a few days. I was not sure what was causing it and had just kept wiping it clean. It was getting a bit worse so Barbara was diligently keeping it clean.



Someone called out that the vetting was starting so Barbara and I brushed and cleaned Ruby and Marie and headed up to get in line. Susie and Joanie arrived just as we were heading to vet in. Susie and Joanie brought their dogs also. Joanie’s dog, Olie, is a very nice Black Lab. Susie’s dog, Callie, is a Lab cross that is a bit neurotic and barks a lot.



I went up ahead of Barbara for vetting. Ruby squirmed just a bit when the vet approached her. Dr. Perkins is a real nice vet and was great with Ruby. Dr. Perkins did the “skin pinch” first and I think Ruby thought she was getting a shot. And you know all animals seem to know a vet when they see one. Ruby settled quickly though and was very good. The vet judge checks pulse, respiration, gut sounds, legs, muscles tone, and hydration by skin pinch and pressing the gums. Ruby still thinks she is supposed to pick up her feet every time you touch her lower legs so it took the vet a minute to check her leg thoroughly. And all my work getting Ruby used to the stethoscope paid off. She was fine all weekend about this. Then we went to the lay judge. She checks their entire body for cuts, scrapes, bumps and any signs of tack problems. Ruby didn’t even wiggle for this. Then came the trot out. I am so ashamed to admit that I was very ill prepared for this part of the vetting process. I had concentrated on getting Ruby to trot in hand in a straight line for the Pine Tree endurance ride. You only have to trot a straight line for endurance vetting. And Ruby is fine with this. But lounging in circles I have not practiced much at all. We trotted down fine. I stopped, set her up for her first circle and Ruby was immediately confused about what I wanted. About half way through the first circle, Ruby decided she would rather be with Marie standing back with the vet then with this woman asking her to do something she didn’t understand. I felt Ruby stiffen up to head back so I had to yank her around to avoid getting dragged off. Consequently, Ruby spun around and just stared at me like I had two heads or something. Now I was in front of her and in the totally wrong position and scrambling to get behind her shoulder to start her again. After another failed attempt to circle Ruby, I just reeled her in and paused to reconsider the situation. It was not at all Rubies’ fault, she just didn’t know what I wanted and did know where her pasture mate was. I did not want to confuse her any more then I already had. I decided to just trot the circles “in hand”. Ruby was not real happy with me at this point and didn’t really want to trot with me at all, but grudgingly did and we got the job done. Poor Ruby. I promised her (and the vets) I would make sure to work on this. Ruby got over it immediately. Thankfully, she does not seem to be the grudge holding type of mule! I was really embarrassed. I usually make a point of never showing up at a ride unprepared to do the things we have to do. Marie vetted in fine and did a great trot out. Marie is an old pro at this having been in competition for the past 8 years.



After everyone was vetted in, Susie and Joanie set up Joanie’s screen house. They were going to sleep in there rather then the trailer because of the heat. We then settled in by the stalls with some beer and had supper. Barbara had brought some delicious sausage pasta soup I heated up. Later we walked the horses, mule and dogs before settling in for the night. The black flies were horrible and limited the amount of time we could let them graze.



It was very hot still when we went to bed. It cooled off to a comfortable temperature quickly though. Someone turned on the barn lights during the night and they were shining right into the trailer and woke me up. Apparently the lights woke others also because Susie eventually got up and turned them off. I woke up again at 3:30 AM to the smell of bacon. Nice way to wake up! The owners of the horses stalled next to us drove in about 4:30 AM. Ruby started grunting when she heard them so I got up and fed her and Marie. Breakfast was being served by then. I had a breakfast sandwich and fruit salad. Did I mention I love the food at this ride? Hahahaha.

The riders meeting was at 5:30 AM and first riders were out at 6:00 AM. We were having an early start due to the hot weather predicted. It was already getting quite muggy. We were all thrilled to find out we would be crossing the Saco river twice each day. Yippee. The past two years the ride had not been able to cross the river due to high water. Riders are sent out in pairs 2 minutes apart. Barbara and I were going out near the end so had plenty of time to saddle up and warm up our girls. Susie and Joanie were starting well ahead of us. Ruby was very calm and relaxed. Seems she is already starting to figure this all out. Soon, we were called and off we went. Ruby headed out very strong, but still calm and relaxed. I let her go on a lose rein and she settled in to her strong trot and was wonderful!!! We caught and passed a few other riders and got to the river, which was 4 miles out. There were a lot of ride volunteers there. The Saco River is lined with deep sandy beaches in is a VERY popular camping and canoeing spot. The volunteers directed us though the city of tents on the beach and pointed us to the crossing. Ruby led the way and didn’t bat an eye at all the tents, camping equipment and canoes. It was fairly quite since most people were still in their tents sleeping. (or passed out in alcohol induced comas...) She marched right into the water and crossed like a pro! Good mule!!!!! We were then directed though the city of tent on the other side and soon were back on the trail. We came out of the woods and had miles of agricultural road though HUGE corn and potato fields. Ruby must have thought she was home to see the acres and acres of agricultural fields! Except we were in a big valley with mountains all around us. Soooooo beautiful! I just let Ruby choose her pace around the fields and we did the most relaxed wonderful canter for several miles!!! Yeehaaaa!!! We went though one field where there was no road on the edge of the field. We had to ride between rows of corn that were waist to shoulder high. We were told to NOT let the horses eat in or around the fields because of the pesticides sprayed on the crops. So, we had to keep them trotting along to distract them from wanting to eat. The cornrows were not quite as wide as we were and it was really funny trotting down the row with the corn hitting our legs. We passed a few more riders and about 9 or 10 miles out, caught up to Susie and Joanie. The equines were all as happy to see each other as we were. We traveled together into the hold. Ruby was still traveling strong but calm. I didn’t know how Ruby would pulse down in this heat. They extended the hold time from 20 to 30 min. and raised the pulse parameter from 60 to 64 due to the heat. So, we had to pulse down to 64 or less within 10 min. Barbara and I sponged Ruby and Marie a ton. At 10 min. we called for our P& R. Marie just made it at 64. Ruby pulsed at 47!!!! Respiration was 36. That is super for such a hot day. The vet check and trot out went great. While waiting in line for the vetting, one of the other riders little girls was there with her dad. The little girl was maybe 4 yrs. old and kept insisting Ruby was a donkey and not a mule. After the vetting, we fed the girls some grain mixed with water to make it wet and soupy with carrots in it. They both gobbled that right down. The girth ring protectors were sliding down the girth and not doing much good. I wasn’t too happy with that. Ruby seemed fine though. We left the hold 3 min. late. Leaving the hold late is no problem. You just have to make up any time you lose at the hold on the trail. But, thanks to Ruby’s pacing, we had plenty of time. Susie and Joanie were just getting in line for the vetting so we could not wait for them. Ruby was still going very strong yet relaxed so I let her choose her pace. When we came back out on the fields, it was VERY hot, with the sun blazing and not a breath of a breeze. Ruby didn’t seem to care at all and I let her pick her pace once again. She alternated between cantering and a strong trot. I was a little worried it might be too much for Marie being a heavy muscled QH. She was panting a bit but seemed to be traveling comfortable so I let Ruby go. When we got back to the river crossing and beach, it was quite different. Everyone was up. There was lots of noise and activity. People were swimming and canoes in the river. Ruby still didn’t bat and eye and once again led the way though and crossed the river with no trouble at all. SUPER GOOD MULE!!



We got back to camp and the finish too soon. The ride time was 4 hrs. and 20 min. to 4 hrs. 50 min. You have to cross the finish line in that 30 min. time window or take time penalties. So, we had to stop and let Ruby and Marie graze some grass in the field before the finish line to kill some time. When our 4 hrs. and 20 min. were up, we wandered across the finish line. Ruby was already developing a fan club and she was cheered across the line! We now had 20 min. to get them pulsed down. P&R’s were to be taken at the stalls. It had gotten cloudy so we tied them to the trailer in front of the stall. It was very stuffy in the stall and better outside. We sponged them down like crazy, and let them drink. Ruby did not drink much on the trail but I am finding this is normal for her and did not worry too much. Marie almost always drinks like a fish all the time. At 20 min. we called for P&R’s. At the end you have to pulse down to 44 or less. Rosemarie pulsed at 48 and Ruby pulsed at 32!!!! With respiration of 20. My horse could be dead and not pulse that low!! WOW!!!! Those of us riding both days only had to do a quick trot out (no circles) to pass for the next day. That went fine for both Ruby and Marie. We were good to go for the second day. Yippeeee. Marie’s eye had continue to keep “boogering” up so we asked the vet if she would take a look at it after she was done with the vetting. We put the girls in their stalls with lots of water and hay. They were both drinking a lot at this point. They ate a little bit of hay then all took a long snooze. Marie lay down for a while. We humans felt about the same. Tired, hot, sweaty. We were served a wonderful lunch of several different salads and make your own BLT’s or Italian sandwiches. And deserts to die for! After lunch, Susie and I headed down to take showers. There are only two so we just hoped they were empty. They were. They are single small shower stalls with separate outside doors. I remembered from previous years here that they were small and quite airless. You want to dress quickly once out of the shower and get out or you end up as sweaty and hot as before you went in. I had threatened to run out naked and dress outside! They made me promise not to do that. I brought clothes that I knew I could get on quickly. I went into one stall, closed the door, went to lock it with the hook and eye ….. and realized it had latched on the outside and I was locked in. I immediately pictured swooning from the heat and dying in there. I started banging on the wall between the stalls and yelling for Susie! I had to do this quite a few times but she finally heard me. “Help, Susie, I am locked in this airless cell and can’t get out…” She, of course, thought it was quite funny but released me from my prison! Once unlatched from the outside, I was able to carefully latch it with the hook and eye, which was long enough to keep the door from latching from the outside! PHEW! I then had a lovely shower. We all took naps after showering. We all went to the awards for the one-day 25-mile riders. Then went back and snoozed some more. While snoozing in my chair, Louise Townsend called out to me that she needed help. And by the tone, I could tell something was wrong. I followed Louise around to the other side of the barn. A horse had gotten cast in its stall. The owners were not staying on the grounds and were not answering their cell phone. So a couple of us carefully went in and got some ropes on the horse’s legs. We managed to roll the horses over and get it up. The horse seemed fine so one of the other riders took the horse out and walked it for a while to make sure the horse was ok. We were mostly worried since we didn’t know how long the horse was cast before being found. The horse was fine. Just a few minor scrapes.

After that excitement, we snoozed some more. The vet did come look at Marie’s eye and said she didn’t see any real problems and said if any of us had contact lens solution, to keep it rinsed out with that. We did so Barbara rinsed her eye out good with that several times that evening. The weather forecast called for strong thunderstorms. And in the many years I’ve competed this ride, I’ve seen a lot of very strong thunders storms here. They really circle the valley and can get quite nasty. So, we took down the screen house. It had started to cool down a bit since noontime and was getting much more comfortable. After napping, Barbara and I tied Ruby and Marie to the trailer so we could clean their stalls. Ruby was all rested up and quite perky at this point. She was even a bit bored and looking for something to do. Our riding shoes had gotten very wet in the river crossing so were sitting on the wheel well of the trailer to dry. Ruby kept picking up one of my sneakers and shaking it like a dog and then tossing it! It was very funny and I ran to get my camera. Of course, she had tired of that game by the time I got the camera and had decided she wanted a booty scratch. Barbara was standing between Ruby and Marie reapplying the rider number on Marie's butt. Ruby started edging over step by step until he bumped Barbara with her butt. Barbara started giggling because she knew what Ruby wanted. Ruby squeezed Barbara out from between her and Marie and got her booty scratch! Silly mule! We walked and grazed the horses and mule again before supper. And supper was another wonderful meal. Taco bar, more nice salads and more deserts to die for!! At this rate, Ruby was going to collapse when I mounted her the next time!!!! We walked and grazed the horses and mule one more time before we went to bed. We also took the dogs out to run in the field. My dog Zephyr was having such a good time running with the big dogs. He is a 20 lb. short legged dog but thinks he is a big guy. There were no thundershowers but it had cooled just enough for comfortable sleeping.







I woke up to the sound of hoof steps on concrete. Hummmmm….. not something I should be hearing. I looked out my window and there was Frannie out of her stall grazing between the trailers. I jumped out of bed to get her. She let me walk right up the her and I tried to see if she would let me lead her back to the stall with just my hand on her head. Nope, and I could not quite reach her halter that was hanging nearby on a post. I had to let her go to get the halter, when I went to put the halter on; she took off, but not too far. I was hoping to catch her without alarming the whole camp. At this point Susie and the dogs comes stumbling out of the trailer. “What’s wrong, what’s going on?” and then she starts urgently calling for the dogs that are running everywhere all excited. I tell her Frannie is loose, I think I can get her, please get the dogs…… Frannie did let me catch her and put her back in. Just as I got her back in the stall, Joanie stumbled out to see what the commotion was all about. Frannie had busted the latch on her stall door. The latches are just blocks of wood with a nail in the center to swivel over the closed door. There are second metal latches on all the doors also that you put a clip on to hold the doors shut. I did this on Ruby and Marie’s doors not trusting the wooden latch. So, I was able to use the second latch to secure Frannie’s door. And we were all soon back in bed.

We got up at 4:30 AM to feed since we were to have an early start again due to predicted heat. Marie’s eye was definitely much better. Barbara gave it another good rinse that morning. Nancy Weeks, the woman serving breakfast had overslept and was not out yet. The ride manager woke her up and she came out all in a fluster! Poor woman. Coming out to a crowd of hungry riders. She did an amazing job of getting us coffee immediately. Before we knew it, the fruit salad was out as well as donuts and bagels. In record time we had breakfast sandwiches off the grill. We had the riders meeting at 5:30 AM. We were riding in reverse order from the first day so Barbara and I would be starting at the front of the ride today. This meant we didn’t have a lot of time to get ready after the riders meeting. As we were quickly saddling up, I hear a very worried Barbara exclaim that her saddle is torn! I walk around Ruby to look and sure enough, her fender had torn just above the stirrup about ¾ of the way through!!! There was no way she was going to be able to ride like that! Good thing I had decided to leave my saddle in the trailer. We didn’t need spare parts; we need a whole spare saddle! Now we were a panic to get ready on time. We grab out my saddle and throw it on Marie. We had to adjust the stirrup length since Barbara is a LOT shorter then me. All the rushing got both Marie and Ruby a bit excited and Ruby was prancing around a bit by the time I got on her. We made it and were ready to go on time. Ruby felt great and headed out strong. But, once again, calm and not pulling at all. The first 8 miles were the same as the first day’s trail with the river crossing 4 miles out. This time Susie and Joanie started well behind us and they never did catch us. Though Ruby was traveling strong, she was a bit reluctant to do her big “Arab” trot. She snaked her head a few times when I asked for the big trot so I felt there must be a good reason she didn’t want to extend and I stopped asking. In the short time I’ve had Ruby, I trust her so I let her chose what she wanted to do. She chose to do a lot more cantering and her trots where much shorter strided. She felt fine otherwise and not lame at all, so I just trusted her and let her choose her pace. We came into the hold in good time. The hold the second day was held in a lovely shady wooded area by the river next to an old covered bridge. It was hot the second day also but not quite as bad as the first day. So, we only had the normal 20 min. hold. Ruby pulsed at 40 with 20 respiration. That is fabulous!!! Marie pulsed in at 57. This is good for her. Trot out went fine. We fed the same grain “soup” and were on our way just a few minutes late. Marie had a sudden burst of energy after the hold and took the lead for 3 or 4 miles doing her big “Arab” trot that is amazing to see a QH doing! Ruby chose to canter once again rather then extend her trot. I let her. At one point we had to repeat a section of the trail to make a loop to get enough miles. I was in the lead and Ruby was very sure we were going the wrong way and let me know. She was easily convinced to go the way I wanted but you could tell she wasn’t sure I know what I was doing. We had to do a loop around a big cornfield and caught up with the front riders here. We ended up slowing down just a bit and letting them get ahead of us again because we were getting choked in a cloud of dust. But, we knew we weren’t going to have as much time to spare as the first day and had to keep moving right along at a good pace. After the ride we all agreed that the mileage on the 2nd day was off and that it was longer then 25 miles. The river crossing went great once again and we came in sight of the finish line with 15 min. to spare before our maximum time was up. So, we let Ruby and Marie relax and graze just a few minutes before crossing the line. That would help their pulse come down. The sun was out and very hot so we decided sponging them in their stall was the best option. Marie pulsed at 48. Ruby pulsed at 40. GREAT with a respiration of only 4!!! When the P&R person was trying to count her respiration, Ruby was requesting a booty scratch! The woman was a bit startled at first until I explained what Ruby was doing. Before I got a chance to correct Ruby, the woman reached out and started scratching Ruby’s butt with on hand, while watching her watch and Ruby’s breathing. I think that is why Ruby’s respiration was only 4. She was holding her breath in ecstasy. The trot out at the end went much better. I did not ask her to lounge in circles and confuse her again. I simply trotted her in hand the whole way and took the chance that I would pass out from running that far in the heat. Neither Susie nor Joanie made it in on time and both took a 9 minute time penalty.

Susie & Joanie at the hold

Cindy on Ruby at the hold


After the trot outs were done, we took a break for lunch. More wonderful salads, with chicken and green beans. More delicious deserts. We then did the “hands on”. Ruby was a perfect lady. The vet just loved her and told me: “You have grand champion material here.” Everyone was soooooo impressed with Ruby. Her looks, her good behavior, her athletic abilities. Ruby did absolutely wonderful for her first ride.

Ruby lost ½ point for scuffing the hair off an old interference mark. She lost 1 point for windpuffs. 3 points for “mechanical fatigue”. (not trotting as lively at the end as at the beginning). Not sure how they could decide that considering how bad the initial trot out went but…. And Ruby was indeed a bit tired. She only has 11 weeks of conditioning on her unlike my horse that has 8 years of conditioning and experience. Ruby also lost ¾ point for sore girth area. Right were those stupid cinch buckles were sitting against her. She did have wrinkled skin there and was sore to the touch. THAT was why she did not want to extend her trot!!!! Those cinch buckles were digging in to her there and bruised her a bit! ECK! Poor girl. I was so glad I had not pushed her to do her big trot and had just let her chose her own gaits. I knew there was a good reason she had shortened her stride.

Ruby had now successfully completed her first CTR! She was an absolute pleasure to ride and could not have been better! No one laughed at this mule I can tell you. Not even from the first sight of her. Ruby sure is the total package of looks, brains, ability and a huge heart!!

We packed up camp while waiting for awards. I was very proud that my little mutt of a QH got 1st place. Ruby got 6th out of 20 riders. It was a great weekend and I can’t wait for our next ride!!!!



Fryeburg 2-day 50 July 27/28, 2007 20/S-F
Judges: B. Perkins - S. Day

J1. AJ Morning Star Wakita / Wright, Caliegh
1. Sault / Rojek, Dinah
2. Beaujolais / Rojek, Steve
3. Marie / McGovern, Barbara (97 pts)
4. Omars Montana / Greenall, Sue
5. Trijas Confection / Butterfield, Patricia
6. Apollo / Tenggren, Traci
6. Thunder / Stygles, Amanda
8. Tappedanick / Lester, Louise
9. Rotan of Craggy Lea / Glock, Linda
9. SPD Carousel / O'Connor, Colleen
9. Robin's Nest Allegra / Stacy, John
12. McAllister's Ruby / Ross, Cindy (92.75pts)
13. Highcountry Piper+ / Deleware, Marcia
14. Rockin Rudy / Hall, Kathy
15. Frangelica of Foxden / Mitchell, Joanie
16. Xavier Sunnyacres / Reinheimer, Susan
17. Patenaude Vulcan Gazelle / Gardener, Jeffrey
18. Sebec / Been, Amy
c. Thisspotsforyou / Peloquin, Cate

Saturday, June 30, 2007

Pine Tree LD 30 mile endurance ride Waterford, ME June 2007

Ruby's first competiton finally arrived. We had a good start right off. Ruby, who has let me know that she is not thrilled with my trailer, loaded right up Friday morning without hesitation! (we have been working on this.) Yippee. So, off we went. The ride is usually held at the Waterford fairgrounds where stalls are available. This year, the ride was at a new ride site. We were in a big field on a quiet dead end road. It was a very lovely site. The only things we were going to miss about the fairground was the "real" bathrooms and our favorite restaurant being within walking distance.

I arrived around 10:30am. There were 68 riders between the 3 distances so there were lots of trailer and spaces marked off for each trailer. It is always nerve wracking camping with a new equine for the first time. I unloaded Ruby and put her on my spring-tie. She has been high-lined before so I didn't anticipate any trouble with her on the spring-tie. I gave her lots of hay and water and she settled right in.

I work 3rd shift and I had not slept the previous night. So, once I saw Ruby was quiet on the spring-tie, I went in the trailer and took a quick nap. I woke when a nasty but thankfully brief thunderstorm rolled though. I poured rain for a short spell. When it passed, I went out and gave Ruby a rub down and toweled her dry. The storm circled back a while later and I put a rain sheet on Ruby. I was afraid of hail. The wind was VERY strong and a few people loaded horses into trailer worried about hail. But, it was just another brief downpour.

Tracy Bradford, from the MulesOnly list, came to the ride. She was going to crew for me. Though she ended up working the ride. They needed her more then I did. It was so nice meeting a list member and she was sooooo nice! When my friend Susie arrived, we went out for a quick ride to stretch the equines legs. Susie's horse, MacKenzie, is new to her and it would also be this horse first ride. Ruby was a bit jazzed up when we rode out of camp. We got out on a long open stretch of pipeline and I let Ruby go and she settled into a wonderful extended trot. MacKenzie was a handful. We didn't go very far. When we headed back, Ruby slowed right down like she didn't want to be done but MacKenzie stayed all jazzed up and jigging.




Once back, we cleaned our girls up and headed to the vetting. I have been practicing trotting in hand. As well as doing skin pinches, poking gums and such. Ruby wasn't bothered by any of that anyway. She WAS afraid of the stethoscope! I check pulses by hand under jaw or tail and don't use a stethoscope. Ruby got all twitchy and squirmy and did NOT want the vet touching her with that cold hard thing! Because of this, the vet, Art King, thought she was girth sore. "How come your mule is so sore? Look how sore she is!" (because now she didn't want him touching her girth area at all) "I bet she is lame from being so sore". EEEEEKKKKKKK!!!! I knew she was not sore! He told me to go ahead and trot her out first. Ruby did a gorgeous trot out. After trotting, I showed Art I could touch Ruby's girth area with no reaction. Then, Art put the stethoscope on other parts of Ruby's body and she tried to twitch it off anywhere he put it. "Oh, she is just scared of the stethoscope." PHEW!!! So, all was well and Ruby vetted in with straight A's on her vet card. I settled Ruby in back at the trailer. A group of us then went over to Susie's trailer. She had made a birthday cake for Barbara and me. Then, a bunch of us went out to eat at Melby's, our favorite restaurant.



The Riders meeting was at 7:30. I was getting very tired by now and slept though part of it. I'm just glad my pit crew and other friends were awake. After the meeting, we readied our hold bags for the ride. Filled water buckets, snacks for the hold for both people and equines and put everything in the truck that Barbara would take to the hold.

Ruby was getting a lot of attention and just loving it. The only problem was her addiction to booty scratches. She would greet everyone with a sniff and let them pat her head. Then, she would swing right around and present her booty! Which caused everyone to run for the hills! Until I explained what it was Ruby wanted. Though I didn't want anyone to just assume it was safe to be behind Ruby either. One woman came over to admire Ruby and when Ruby swung around, this woman didn't even hesitate but put her hand right under Ruby's blanket and started scratching her booty. When she noticed my amazed stare, she laughed and said, "I have 3 young mules at home. I recognized a booty scratch request when I see one." I got a good laugh at that.

We went to bed around 9:30 PM or so. Ruby was very quiet the first part of the night. I woke up around 1:00 and went out and refilled her hay bag and water. The camp was blessed with a 3.00am wake up call by Ruby. She started braying. She was bored and wanted some attention. Thankfully, she didn't bray much but she sure was loud! The 100 mile riders were getting up around this time anyway. Their ride started at 5:00am. The 50 mile riders were starting at 5:30am and we 30 mile riders were starting at 7:30am.

Buy 4:30am, Ruby was getting restless. A lot of horses were now saddled up and being ridden around warming up. I got up and fed Ruby her grain and made myself some breakfast. At 5:00am, the 100 miles headed out and the 50 milers were warming up. Ruby was really getting upset now. She was really pulling on the spring-tie and braying. She was NOT happy about all the horses heading out without her! Not a relaxing time for me. Ruby bounced around and was kicking out at absolutely nothing. No one was near her. She was just getting mad and having a bit of a temper tantrum! (see, she is not completely perfect! hahahahaha) Once the 50 milers headed off, I took Ruby out to graze on some grass. She was still pretty unhappy at first but finally settled down to graze. I assured her that next year we would be heading out with the 50's and she would not have to wait.

Cindy Ross on Ruby, Margaret Farnum on Promise and Kendra MacDonald on Mystic


It was a LONG 2 hr. wait for our start time. At 7:00am, we saddled up and started walking around to warm up. Then, at long last, we heard the anticipated words, "trail is open". Yippeeeeeeee. Susie wanted to go slow and so did I. So, we let most go ahead of us. Ruby and MacKenzie were both VERY jazzed up. They were both jigging and pulling and dancing sideways. We had a stretch of tar road to start off and did not want to be going fast on this. We managed to hold them both until we hit the trail. At first I tried to hold Ruby back at the pace Susie wanted to go but I soon realized this was just not going to work for Ruby and I. Ruby was going to go nuts if I did that. So, I gave her some slack and off we went. Ruby was awesome. She did not run away or get out of control. She would do whatever pace I asked. Walk, trot or canter but she just had to do it at her speed. I caught up with Margaret and Kendra and rode with them for a bit. But, still too slow a pace for Ruby. So, at the first "fly by" (where you meet your crew for water) I rode on ahead. Ruby was incredible alone. She does not need another equine for inspiration like my horse does. We passed several more riders and finally caught up with Bill and Stephanie Rice. They were riding at a very good pace for Ruby so I stayed with them for the rest of the ride. Ruby would have passed them also, but I had to draw the line somewhere on speed and Ruby agreed it was a reasonable compromise.

Bill and Stephanie's horses were a bit spooky about some stuff. Every time they would hesitate about something, Ruby would go right to the lead and take them through. Ruby was as steady as a rock the whole ride. I was thrilled! And I was so proud of her. And every time we had to slow to a walk, Ruby would out walk those Arabs and they had to trot to catch up with her. Ruby powered up the hills like they weren't there. Floated though deep sand. Trotted down hills without a mis-step. Forded the rivers like a pro. At one point we were in a sand pit and walking so we humans could all take a moment to drink. Ruby thought she had found mule rolling heaven and started to go down! EEEEEKKKKKK. I wasn't really holding the reins so gave her a good kick and shouted a big "No!" Ruby jumped about 10 feet in the air and spooked both of the other horses. Oooops! Well, it saved us from going down though Ruby wasn't sure what she had done wrong poor girl.



We rode fast up to less then a 1/4 mile of the hold. We hopped off and walked them in that last short way and went straight to the pulse gate. You don't have to go straight to the pulse gate. You can take time to get the pulse down if you want. The pulse must be 64 or less for your hold time to start. If it is higher, you have to go to the end of the line and try again. I decided I would take a chance and go straight though. Ruby was not puffing and had not even broken a sweat. Ruby pulsed at 60. Then you trot them out and they check pulse again. If the heart rate goes up after a short trot, that is bad. Ruby trotted and pulsed at 52. Wooooohooooooo!!!! She was still not happy about the stethoscope but what a beautiful trot out she did.

Barbara and I checked that Ruby's tack was not rubbing anywhere. Offered her water, beet pulp and hay. Ruby didn't drink and didn't care for the beet pulp. She picked some carrots out of it that Barbara had added. She dug right into the hay though. Barbara sponged her down a little. Then, it was time to go. The hold was not in the middle of the ride. It was at 11 miles. So, we had 21 miles to go. A last minute change in the trail made it actually a 32 mile ride. If anything, Ruby was stronger on the 2nd half of the ride. She never slowed down and she showed no signs of tiring. We had two more "fly-bys". Ruby did not drink at either. Toward the end of the ride, we had 3 river crossing. At the 2nd crossing, Ruby finally drank like a fish. Phew! I was happy now. We had passed more people out on the trail so were in the front of the 30 mile ride now. We finished in great shape. We did the ride in 5 hrs. 1 min. (ride time). That is not super fast in terms of Endurance riding but just about the pace they want you to go for a 30 mile limited distance. You are allowed 7 hrs. 15 min. to do the ride.



I stripped Ruby's tack off and Barbara sponged her down. Ruby was still not puffing nor was she very sweaty. But, I didn't want to rush to the vet too quickly. I wanted to make sure we passed the check first time. I didn't wait long though. Just long enough to sponge her quickly. When I took her up, she pulsed at 60 again (still afraid of the stethoscope) did another beautiful trot out and pulsed at 48! Excellent! A different vet did our final vetting and gave her a B score on "tack galls". Only because of the way she was twitching with the stethoscope. The vet said he couldn't tell if she was sore or nervous. He thought she was probably just nervous but could not be sure. Ruby ended with straight A's on everything else. She looked like she could go out and do it all over again. The vets had all gathered around Ruby at this point and were really admiring her. They just were amazed at how lovely she moves. And how nice looking and friendly she is.



After giving her a good rub down, I put a fleece cooler on her as it was getting windy and quite cool. I tied her to the trailer with lots of water and hay. She was quiet now though bright eyed and watching everything. She did not look at all like she just did 32 miles! None of the horses what were camped near us were back from their rides yet so Ruby was alone at the trailer. She did fine, only braying a few times. When it was time to go home, she loaded right into the trailer like a good girl again.

I could not have been more proud of Ruby! She was the best of mule ambassadors!!!!

Pine Tree Limited Distance 30 mile endurance ride June 30, 2007
1. 4:44 Dorion, Lisanne on Nation's Glory
2. 4:51 Murphy, Frank on Desparado
3. 4:52 Linnell, Dianna on Half Moon's Majestic
4. 4:58 Rice, Bill on Potaca
5. 4:58 Rice, Stephanie on Prymtym
6. 5:01 Ross, Cindy on McAllister's Ruby
7. 5:14 Denardis, Kimberly on Omar
8. 5:15 Reich, Deborah on SA Zacks Comet
9. 5:15 Cader, Amos on FLF Blaze Star
10. 5:17 Bennett, Abbie on Juneson's Image
11. 5:18 McNaughton, Irving on RC Neon
12. 5:22 Cushing, Susan on Lappi Fra Curtis
13. 5:55 Reinheimer, Susan on MacKenzie
14. 5:57 Palumbo, Mary on Caspian Sea
15. 5:59 Dockham, Peg on Beckie
16. 5:59 Farnum, Margaret on LWF Paljoe Promise
Metabolic MacDonald, Kendra on Into the Mystic

Wednesday, October 25, 2006

Trails from the Crypt, Sumner, Maine October 2006


Well, Emma Jane and I survived our last CTR of the season. Emma Jane has had problems with intermittent lameness ever since I brought her home a year ago. Never totally lame or anything that anyone can pinpoint. But, lame enough to know that something is wrong. But, she had been going nice and sound for 3 weeks prior to the ride so I had hopes for a good competition. Friday was a horrible day. Rained all day. Barbara and I headed out for the ride about 2PM. We arrived at about 3:30PM. When we arrived we unloaded Emma Jane and Marie took them right away to get vetted in. It was raining, but not too hard at that moment. Emma Jane trotted out beautifully. Hands on went very well with Emma Jane behaving excellent. Though her eyes bugged out and she nearly sat down when the vet checked for 'anal tone'! hahahahaha. Not sure why that startled her, she's had it done before. All in all she was a perfect lady. I was proud. The lay judge, Janet Brunjes was at the first ride I did with Emma Jane and she was just amazed at how Emma Jane has come around in letting strangers handle her. Marie vetted in fine also.

Barbara and I headed down to set up the portable electric pen at which time the sky really opened up and it just poured. We quickly put rain blankets on Emma Jane and Marie. As well as donning rain pants, raincoats and rubber boots ourselves. I got the pen set up in record time and we put Emma Jane and Marie in with lots of hay.

This ride is held at a beautiful old restored farm on a hill with acres of open fields and a spectacular view. The owners of the farm,Steve and Laura are so welcoming and friendly and opened up their whole house for us to come in and stay dry and warm. They provided us with a catered meal Friday night.

The weather that night got even worse! The wind picked up and was gusting bad. Along with the rain it was quite miserable. We headed back to the trailer at about 8:30PM. We checked on Emma Jane and Marie and they seemed fine. The blankets were doing their jobs and keeping them warm and dry. Emma Jane was keeping her big mule ears at half mast to keep the torrents of rain out of them though. I considered loading them into the trailer for the night but with the blankets they really didn't seem to be in any distress. I woke up around 1am. Looked out the trailer window and saw the fence was down. I threw on my raincoat and boots and ran out. Emma Jane and Marie were quietly hanging out in the pen still. PHEW! I put the fence back up and made sure their blankets were still ok. They were still warm and dry underneath. So, back to bed I went. About an hour later I woke up because the gusts of wind were rocking the trailer so hard. I went back out to check Emma Jane and Marie. The rain had finally stopped and they were fine. I hung hay bags out for them at this time since I figured any previous hay had blown out of the pen and into the next county!

Cara on Roadster, Marsha on Piper ride start

Cindy on Emma Jane & Barbara on Marie at the ride start



There was a catered breakfast in the morning. The power was out but the caterer had a generator so all was well. We ate by candle light. The ride started on time despite the power outage and difficult weather. The wind gusted hard all day and this made it very cold out in the open. Not bad at all in the woods. Steve, one of the farm owners, went out ahead of us on his tractor to clear out any blow downs and there were quite a few. The trails were great though. A lot of dirt road and jeep trails. Not muddy at all despite the rain. Emma Jane did great the first loop to the hold which was back at the farm. Her trot out was great. Marie was also doing great. We headed out on the second loop. Emma Jane was great until about 5 miles from the finish. She seemed to really run out of gas. She is in good condition and has done longer rides so I was surprised at this. But, we finished in good time. Emma Jane pulsed down in time though she was a little high on pulse. We went up for our trot out and she was very good and trotted willingly but with little enthusiasm. And I noticed she was just a tiny bit off on her right front. (sigh!) She started the ride with a '0' (sound) in lameness (out of a possible 25) at the end only 1 point was taken off for lameness which is very minor. She lost 6 points for 'mechanical fatigue' which I had to agree with. While out in the field waiting for ‘hands on’, I got some of the usual funny questions I always get about Emma Jane.
”Are mules comfortable?”
(I liked this one..) “Can you steer her”? Hahahahahah. When I told the woman that I could steer her she then asked, "Well, yeah but, I mean, don't you have to really pull hard and doesn't she just haul you around?" I assured her that Emma Jane has a very light mouth and was no problem to control. And what really made my day was when I heard someone behind me say, "oh, geesh I don't want to be standing behind a mule" and they moved their horse away from behind Emma Jane and in back of an Arab gelding and promptly got kicked! hahahahahah (no one was hurt so I can laugh)

Cindy on Emma Jane


Barbara on Marie


Emma Jane was again a perfect lady for the 'hands on'. After we were done with the vetting, we put Emma Jane and Rosemarie back in the pen with lots of hay and headed to the house for yet another wonderful catered meal! Emma Jane got her completion and placed in the top 18. Marie did very will and I believe placed 6th. It was a wonderful ride. By the time we were ready to go, Emma Jane was much lamer. And she was quite noticeably lame by the time we got home. Poor girl. I am thinking that she didn't so much run out of gas on the ride as she was just feeling some pain and discomfort.

It really was a wonderful ride despite the weather. Laura and Steve did a great job of putting on the ride and making everyone comfortable and welcome. I sure hope they hold this ride again next year.

Emma Jane is such a good mule I sure hope I can figure out what is wrong with her. She rides so wonderful. She travels great. She has camped this year in stalls, on the high tie and in a portable pen now with no problems......

Barbara on Marie & Cindy on Emma Jane on Trail

Cindy on Emma Jane and Barbara on Marie coming into the hold

Barbara with Marie and Cindy with Emma Jane at the hold


Barbara trotting out Marie at the hold

Marsha on Piper

Cindy on Emma Jane and Barbara on Marie on trail



Trails From The Crypt 10/21/06 21/S-21/F
Judges: Dr. Larry Buggia - Janet Brunjes

J1 SS Polar Ice / York, Cara
J2 INdian Smike Sign / Weeks, Taylor
1 Thunder / Sstygles, Amanda
2 Alladins Storm / Seams, Peter
3 Enchanted Safire / Seams, Cynthia
4 Beckie / Dockham, Peg
5 Cliffes Copper Penny / Buckley, Stephanie
5 Legendary Echo / Charter, Diana
7 Marie / McGovern, Barbara (92.50 pts)
8 Julio / Rojek, Steve
8 Anchor Hill Alan (Max) / Gill, Sarah
10 Odie / Palmer, Judy
11 SPD Carousel / O'Connor, Colleen
12 Keona (BHR) / Arsenault, Steven
13 Kahlua D&D's Boy / Bell, Patricia
14 Emma Jane / Ross, Cynthia (86.75 pts)
15 Cindi Jo's Velveet / Levasseur, Kathy
16 SA King HOfflin+ / Austin, Vicki
17 Travelon's Times Two (Moon) / Gamester, Marcy
18 Highcountry Piper / Deleware, Marcia


YTD Carreer Milage
Cindy - ride 1235 Drive 75
Marie - 1235 (75 drive)
Emma Jane - 160

Saturday, September 9, 2006

Scribner's Mills 25 CTR Harrison, ME September 2006


Another great adventure. Usually I head off to the rides after I get out of work in the morning. But Barbara, the woman who is leasing Marie, had to work so I went to bed and slept Friday morning. I got up around 2:00 PM. Bonnie had decided to go to the ride also. It would be her pony mule, Blossom’s, first ride. Barbara got to my house at 3:45 PM. Bonnie was already there and I had everything packed so we loaded up the equines and headed off. Bonnie was following me to the ride. The drive to the competition was uneventful. Except for being able to hear Blossom braying at every stoplight! We got a big chuckle out of that. She sure can be loud and was obviously not happy about being alone in the trailer. We arrived at 5:30 PM. It took a minute to get parked to our satisfaction. I was going to put Emma Jane on the ‘Spring-tie’. Marie, and Blossom would be put in the portable electric pen. I started to set up the pen but we had to get the horse and mules vetted in before it was dark. The black flies were horrible! I had put Emma Jane’s fly mask on her at home before we left. I figured I would have trouble if I tried to put it on her at the ride. There would be too much stimulation at the ride for her to be able to keep calm about having her ears handled. I presented her to the vet judge first. It was a new vet and her first CTR. Here name was Janelle Tirrell. She was very nice and Emma Jane was perfect for her. Then I presented Emma Jane to the lay judge, Sondra Day. Sondra is wonderful and has judged Emma Jane before. Emma Jane wiggled around a bit at first but then settled down and was good. But, I had to take Emma Jane’s fly mask off. Emma Jane trotted out fine but I could hear the judges say something about her being a bit off. They cleared me to ride so I figured it couldn’t be too serious. Blossom and Marie vetted in fine. Now I had to make a decision. Try to put Emma Jane’s fly mask back on ….. or just let her suffer with the flies. I decided to put the mask back on her. That was a bad decision. She had reached the limit of her ability to tolerate uncomfortable situations and she was determined that I was NOT going to put anything over her ears. But, now I had started something I felt I had to finish. And I had quite an audience enjoying the evening’s entertainment of Cindy and her mule wrestling routine. Eventually, everyone got tired of watching and headed up to the ride manager’s house for food. Bonnie and Barbara went up also since we all though they were going to have the riders meeting. So, there I was alone in camp. Just me and one unhappy mule. 45 min. later, Emma Jane froze just long enough for me to slip one ear into the mask. I decided this was going to be as good as it would get. So, I quickly fastened the mask on leaving the one empty ear of the mask hanging limply over her eye. By now it was dark and the flies were gone anyway. Bonnie had come back down to set up her trailer to sleep in. Barbara finally came back down to let us know they didn’t have the riders meeting but everyone was invited to go up to the house to hang out and there was food. I ended up moving my trailer since Emma Jane could not see Marie and Blossom very well in their pen from the ‘Spring-tie’ and that was making her anxious. Overall though, she seemed pretty relaxed on the ‘Spring-tie. After getting parked in a better spot, we fed the horse and mules and headed up to the house.

Marie with feed bag having supper

Emma Jane having her supper

Blossom having supper


Janice and Scott Hatch were the ride managers. Scott makes a living restoring old barns and taking down old barns and building houses from the barn materials. Their house was built from an old barn and is very unique. They have a huge fireplace and had a fire going. There was plenty of food. We had not expected this and had planned on making our own supper. We were pleasantly surprised and happy that we did not have to. None of us like to cook. We stayed at the house till about 9:00 PM then headed back to camp and to bed. Bonnie would have stayed up longer but for us party poopers! Emma Jane seemed to be doing fine on the Spring-tie. There is a large metal grate bridge by the field we were camping in. Scribner’s Mill is on a dirt road but there was surprising amount of traffic all night. And the bridge was very loud and clangy when a vehicle went over it. This scared Emma Jane at first. But she soon got used to it though she never turned her back to it.

Once I was in bed, I couldn’t sleep. I was worried about Emma Jane on the ‘Spring-tie’. Every noise she made woke me. Then she was so quiet for a while that I ended up getting up to make sure she had not gotten loose. Though I’m sure Marie and Blossom would have let me know if she had. She was fine and just snoozing. I went back to bed again but finally gave up. I was now awake since I had slept during the day and I was hungry. So, as quietly as I could not wanting to wake Barbara up, I got out my stove and pan and heated up a can of soup and made a cup of tea. It was a full moon out and really lovely. I didn’t need any extra light. It was even light enough for me to clean up the manure while waiting for my soup to heat up. It was really pleasant outside hanging out with the equines with the sound of the river behind me in the full moon. Blossom and Marie lay down beside each other to sleep while I was eating. They looked so cute together and I wanted to take a picture but figured with my luck, the camera flash would spook them. I finally went back to bed and by the time I was really falling asleep it was time to get up.

Riders meeting on a foggy morning

Barbara was up the same time I was. I went and checked on Bonnie who was also getting up. We fed the horses and mules then went over for breakfast. I was not that hungry due to my 3 AM ‘snack’. So, I just had some coffee that I’m pretty sure caused some hair to grow on my chest! And I had half a bagel. We were taking our time since we were going out at the end starting order so would have plenty of time to get tacked up and ready. I got our hold bag ready. I made up a package of Beet pulp for Blossom also. Emma Jane was having a fit on the Spring-tie. She was just plain tired of being tied and was bored. She was rearing and hopping and pulling. They called for the riders meeting. Emma wasn’t pulling hard enough to look like she would get in trouble so we walked off and left her. As soon as she no longer had an audience, she stopped and settled down! Silly mule! After the riders meeting we tacked up and got ready to go. Soon, we were out on the trail with Barbara on Marie leading.

Barbara McGovern with Emma Jane & Marie getting ready to ride

Bonnie getting Blossom ready to ride

Barbara McGovern on Marie

Cindy Ross on Emma Jane



Barbara McGovern leading us across the Crooked River on Marie. Cindy Ross on Emma Jane behind.
The first half of the trail was very pretty. Mostly all woods trails wide enough for 2 equines side by side. Quite flat and easy with one nice shallow river crossing. Bonnie forgot her sponge so borrowed one of ours. We made it to the hold with no problem and were doing ok on time. It was quite warm and humid but Emma Jane and Marie pulsed down quickly and we were able to get our P&R done in 5 min. We waited for Bonnie and then went and did our trot out. All went well there. We then fed the horses and were out of the hold only a minute or so late. The second half of the trail was tougher. It was still very lovely but some very rocky spots and more hills. And I knew in the last few miles we were going to have a very tough hill to climb. When we hit the 5 miles to go marker, I knew we were in trouble on time. I was quite sure we were not going to make it on time and we still had the tough hill to climb. I was also quite sure that the mileage was not right and longer then 25 miles. But, all we could do was push as fast as we could to the hill. This is what we did. Marie and Blossom trotted up much of the hill. It was VERY steep and halfway up, Emma Jane slowed down to a walk and would not go faster. At the top, I had to get off and fix my saddle since it had slipped way back going up the hill. Now we had a tough descent down a power line that would also be slow. Once back on flat ground, we pushed fast the last 1 ½ miles back to camp. Not the best of plans but it was either take FOR SURE time penalty points or POSSIBLE points for a high P&R. There was a short steep hill into the camp and finish line. We got down the hill and on the last flat stretch though camp to the finish line when I heard a commotion behind me. Just as I looked back, I saw Blossom stumble and she did a complete summersault. I saw Bonnie roll clear of Blossom. I was torn…… do I stop and help Bonnie….. or race for the finish line. The clock was ticking…… I saw Blossom and Bonnie both get up, lots of people moving in to help so I went for the finish line. Blossom was caught and brought back to Bonnie were she had come off so she could get back on and finish the ride! Bonnie and Blossom were fine and finished!!! YEAH.

We got the horse and mules back to our trailers and sponged them heavily with water since it was such a warm day. Blossom’s P&R was very high so Bonnie walked her for quite a while. Within less then an hour Blossom was fine. Marie’s pulse came right down fine. Emma Jane’s was a bit high at 60 when taken at 20 min. I had it taken again at about 23 minutes just to make sure it was coming down and she was at 52 so no worries there. I was just going to take some points for a higher then optimum pulse. Her respiration was very low. I could tell she was quite tired from racing at the end. Emma Jane is still not nearly as fit at Marie. The vet decided to do the “hands on” first, then the trot out. Not the favorite order for the riders but that’s ok. We like to do the trot out first before the equines have time to stiffen up. Hands on went fine. Emma Jane was quiet for both the vet judge and lay judge. At this time, a thunderstorm rolled in and we had a downpour. The storm circled us several times with the rain coming and going. Luckily, the three of us managed to get our ‘hands on’ and trot out done between the rain.

After the “hands on” the meal was served. A pig roast. Very good except for the baked beans!!! (I hate beans!) YECH! After the meal was the trot out. Emma Jane was reluctant to do her trot out but we managed. She was definitely a bit lame on her left front. Sigh, not again! Marie trotted out just fine, though Barbara dropped her whip and got a bit discombobulated. Marie just stopped and stared at her like, “come on lady, just let me do my thing, I know what my job is.” Bonnie could not get Blossom to trot out at all except back towards the judges (towards Marie). After the vetting was done, Bonnie gave Blossom a dose of Banamine to help keep her from being too sore from the unaccustomed exercise. Blossom put up a bit of a fuss about that. We stayed for the awards even though we knew none of us had scored all that well due to the time penalty we had taken. Turns out quite a few others had taken time penalties also. A lot of other had left already because of the rain. Wimps! Bonnie ended up with a low score. She took the full 25 points for lameness. Blossom was not lame but since she would not trot out, the vets have to give the points automatically. Emma Jane didn’t get a great score either due to the points for high respiration and the slight lameness. Marie did fine. They actually all did great and finished in good health. Blossom didn’t want to load up into the trailer for a long lonely ride home but Barbara and Bonnie managed to get her in. It was a very nice ride on beautiful trail so a good weekend in all.

Marsha Deleware on Savana, Cara York on Laureado & Char Jewell on Zus

Heather Bonneau with Mariah


Scribners Mills 25 ME 9/9/06 37/S-35/F
Judges: Dr. Janelle Tirrell - Janet Brunjes

J1. Linkk / Jack, Sara Jane
J2. Prymtyme / Bean, Lindsay
J3. AD Laureado / York, Cara
1. Enchanted Safire / Seams, Cynthia
2. SPD Carousel / O'Connor, Colleen
3. Tispiret Tafira / Quill, Anne
3. Michabou KT Brigadear / Rice, Stephanie
5. J Roman Tarbask / Libby, Kerry
5. Travelin' Man Maverick / Tenngren Traci
7. Julio / Rojek, Steve
8. Travelon's Times Two (Moon) / Gamester, Marcy
9. Sahara / Alexander, Phillis
9. Potaca / Rice, Bill
9. Misty Falls Amanda Lyn / Beem, Amy
12. Beckie / Dockham, Peg
13. Anchor Hill Alan (Max) / Huson, Rosemary
13. Ishtar/ Jack, Blaine
15. BW Warrior / Brone, Ruth Bither
15. Thunder / Stygles, Amanda
17. Picasso , Rojek, Dinah
18. Izusu (Zus) / Jewell, Char
18. Nerzans Lady Mariah / Bonneau, Heather
Completions:
Marie / McGovern, Barbara (score 85.00)
KA Shiloh / Niedoroda, Susan
Odie / Palmer, Judy
Alladins Storm / Seams, Peter
HFA Silver Savana / Deleware, Marsha
Rally / Doan, Ann
CF Angel By Far / Handren, Jillian
Emma Jane / Ross, Cynthia (score 84.75)
Cindi Jo's Velvet / Levasseur, Kathy
Stonewall Sally / Hoyt, Colleen
Count CAnaskis / Arsenault, Steven
MCO
S/B Mighty Country / Burgess, Robert
Blossom / Hinz, Bonnie

Wednesday, August 30, 2006

Ireland August 2006




Here is the tale of the most wonderful vacation I’ve ever had. Six riding friends had booked a trip through Cross Country International for the Galway to Claire cross country ride in Ireland. The day to leave had finally arrived. Five of my friends and I were going to Ireland for an equestrian vacation. Maura, Joanie and Nancy had gone over a week ahead. They were doing some touring, visiting of Maura’s relatives and going to the Dublin Horse Show. Then, they were meeting Susie, Barbara and me at An Sibin Riding Center.

We were taking a bus from Brunswick to Logan Airport in Boston. Barbara and I had taken care of getting the bus tickets since Susie was in California the week before we left. She was crewing for a friend that was riding the Tevis Cup 100 mile endurance race. Well, she quickly informed us we had used the wrong bus company. We booked tickets from Greyhound. Though they conveniently picked us up in Brunswick, we would have to make a transfer at South Station in Boston. But, since the tickets were bought and paid for, we would just have to deal with it. The day before we left, Rosemarie gave us a scare by having a bout of mild colic. And then there was a big deal over a terrorist plot that was foiled involving planes flying out of the UK to the US. So, we didn’t know how things would go at the airport. Luckily, our bus arrival time would give us plenty of time at the airport. We now knew we probably would not be able to take any carry on luggage and there were no liquids, creams, pastes or gels allowed to be brought onto any airplanes.

Fred drove Susie and me to Brunswick where we met Barbara. Her husband Kevin dropped her off and was on crutches. He was having some trouble with one foot. Not sure if it was from and injury or possibly gout. The bus picked us up right on time at 10:15AM. We had a 20 min. stop in Portland and then on to South Station. Barbara had been told when she called Greyhound that there would be a shuttle that ran from South Station to Logan Airport every 15 min. We checked at the Greyhound information desk to see where we caught the shuttle. They told us to go across the street to the next terminal and take the Silver Line. Ok, we were all set. We had a lot of time so we decided to relax and have lunch at the terminal across the street before going to the airport. We had a nice lunch and when it was time to go, we followed the signs down to the Silver Line. Only to find out the Silver Line had nothing to do with Greyhound bus service. We asked someone about the Greyhound shuttle and he said he did not think there was one. We found a Greyhound information desk and asked again. After all, our tickets said “Brunswick to Logan Airport”. The woman at that information desk told us to go back up to the terminal we arrived in. We went back across the street and upstairs to that terminal and ended up back at the Greyhound information desk we originally went to. We asked once again about the shuttle to the airport. Well, he said there was one. But, it didn’t run on schedule and was sometimes late. We had missed the one we should have taken and the next one was going to be too late. AAGGGHHHH. So, we went back down stairs and across the street and took the Silver Line to the airport. It only cost $1.25 so was well worth it for the peace of mind.

We got to the airport in plenty of time. We quickly found our check in and got through quite quickly. We ended up checking all our luggage. We then quickly went through inspection and into the secure area. We browsed around in the shops for a bit. Then, we found Susie a rocking chair by a window and she took a nap while Barbara and I wandered around a bit more. Our flight boarded right on time and soon we were off for Ireland. We experienced some turbulence on the flight but it was otherwise uneventful. We all slept a bit. We arrived at Shannon Airport in Ireland right on time. All our bags arrived for which we were grateful. We got through customs quickly. We arrived just after 7:00 and we were to be picked up at 9:00 by someone from Au Sibin Riding Center. So, we got some coffee in the departure area and sat down to wait. Barbara changed some English pounds her mother had given her to euros. We weren’t sure how much we’d need but didn’t want to exchange too much since whatever we didn’t spend we would have to change back at a loss. We figured we could use our credit cards anyway. As we were sitting drinking our coffee, a man came up to our table holding a big sign that said “Cynthia Ross”. It was Bertie from An Sibin. He was there very early much to our delight. We had to wait for 2 other girls that were arriving on another flight but it was not a long wait. We asked Bertie how much money he thought we’d need. He told us to get more then we had already exchanged. He told us there would be few places we could use our credit cards. Susie needed to get more money with her credit card which was done by an ATM like machine. She could not get any money because a PIN number was required and she couldn’t remember any of her PIN numbers. So, I took 100 euros out of my checking account for her.

An Sibin Riding Center





Flower Garden

View from the sitting room

Barn at An Sabin


The other two girls soon arrived and we loaded up into a van and headed for An Sibin. The other two girls were from New York. They were Simone and Rocky. They had just graduated from high school and it was soon evident they were a couple of spoiled rich girls. But, they were pleasant enough. Rocky was going to be going to Bowdoin College in the fall.It was about an hour ride from Shannon Airport to An Sibin. We were very busy gawking out the windows at the country side. Very weird to be driving on the left side of the road. And the roads were sooooo narrow with no shoulders. And rock walls and hedges right on the edges of the road so there is just no where for a car to go off the road.

We pulled into An Sibin and were instantly enchanted. It was at the end of a dead end road out in the country and was absolutely charming. It is a 250 year old farmhouse that has been restored. Our rooms were lovely. We were given a quick tour by Nicola and then there was tea and cookies waiting for us in the tearoom so we could sit and relax after our travels. The tearoom was next to Barbara and my room. After tea, Susie and Barbara took a nap. I went out and went for a walk around the farm. They had a pair of donkeys. A jenny and her colt. Also a young calf, a sheep, 3 dogs, duck, geese, chickens, and tumbler pigeons. After checking out the farm I took a walk along one of the riding trails, then came back and took a nap myself. I was quickly woken up and told to get ready.

View from tea room

Tower stairs

The front hall

Stairs to dining room

Bar in hallway at bottom of stairs

Dining room at An Sabin




Nicola was going to drop us off in Mount Shannon so we could go over to Holy Island to look around and then have lunch at a local pub. Nicola dropped us off at the boat landing. We took a boat over to Holy Island. It was just a small boat but it was only a short ride to the island. Holy Island is in Lough Derg. It is the ruins of a monastic settlement where there are the ruins of six churches, a well preserved Round Tower, ancient graveyard, a Holy Well and a ‘bargaining stone’. The Island itself is privately owned and used as a cow pasture. So, you wander through the cows to get to the ruins. But, that is all part of the charm. We were there for an hour and taken back to the mainland. From there we walked up to the Aistear Iniscealtra. This is a 4.3 acre community park which includes the Maze which is the main feature of the Aistir. It is a pathway or pilgrimage through time, depicting the belief systems of Ireland from prehistoric times to modern age covering 9,000 years. It is a beautiful maze of pathways and constructed of timber, stone and foliage. There are seven spaces within the maze displaying contemporary relics and representing the seven distinct time periods of spiritual evolution.

Susie & Barbara on Holy Island

Susie on Holy Island

Cindy on Holy Island

Barbara on Holy Island


Susie on Holy Island


After touring the Maze, we walked up to the Mount Shannon Hotel and went into the pub for a light lunch and our first glass of Irish beer. We had a Guiness on tap of course. Nicloa picked us up at the appointed time and took us back to An Sibin. Joanie, Maura and Nancy had arrived while we were out playing the tourists. After very happy greetings, we went and sat and chatted in the tea room for a while. We eventually moved to the sitting room to hear all about their adventures in Ireland so far. They had a very funny adventure on the Aran Islands involving a rainy day and the pony trap tour. The took the traditional pony trap tour of the island. It poured on them. They had not taken a change of clothes with them since they were only staying overnight and heading right back to the mainland in the morning. The trap driver was apparently all to fond of tucking the wool blanked in around them. He stopped at a pub so they could go in a get a beer to take along with them. They offered to buy him one which he readily agreed to. They got out to hike to the top of a cliff and left their half full beer cans along a wall near the pony trap. When they got back, the driver had finished off all of their beer. When they got back to hotel they were completely soaked and they had dinner reservations for that evening. So, they called the owner of the hotel to see if she had a clothes dryer they could use. She did and Nancy put on her pajamas and took their pants down to be dried. Unfortunately, she forgot to give the woman her name or room number! The woman finally tracked them down by just calling all the rooms.

Susie in the Maze

Barbara in the Maze

Susie, Barbara and Rocky in the Maze

Our first Irish Pub

Joanie & Maura in the tea room at An Sabin

View from the tea room at An Sabin


Supper was at 7:00 PM. This is when we got to meet all the other riders. We had already met Simone and Rocky from the U.S. There was Karen and Sophie. A mother and 13 year old daughter from Belgium. Clara and Jessica, both 18 year old girls from France. Mark and Femka, a young couple from Belgium. Euna, an 18 year old girl from Belgium. And George who was from France and probably late 40’s or so. All spoke very good English except for George. He spoke some English so between that and lots of sign language we could communicate with him. We would be riding in 2 groups of eight and 2 guides. Mark and Femka were assigned to our group. We also met our lead guide Denise. She was a wonderful girl and fantastic guide. She was Swiss but her family owned property in Ireland so had spent a lot of time in Ireland. She grew up in Ireland until she was school age and then went back to Switzerland. Our rear guide was Elody who was from France. We had a wonderful 3 course meal starting with stuffed tomato. Then a main course of roast pork with gravy and raisin sauce. Boiled potato, cauliflower, baked apple wedge, and boiled onion. There was also fresh baked bread. Not sure what the desert was but it was something in a pie shape form with fresh currents on it. Delicious. We visited for a while after supper in the sitting room then headed for bed.


I woke up Sunday morning around 6:00 AM. I got up at 7 AM and went into the sitting room to read for a while. Breakfast was as 8:30 AM. I had the traditional Irish Breakfast of scrambled eggs, ham, mushrooms, fried tomato and bread with butter and jelly. All the bread we had during the week at Au Sibin was baked fresh daily. There was also cereal and fruit available every day. And of course tea, coffee, and juice. At 9:30 we loaded up into the 2 vans and headed out to the pasture where the horses were. I got into the van that was pulling the horse trailer. They were going to haul a horse out but the horse panicked in the trailer and scraped up his back and was eventually unloaded and put into the barn. We arrived at the field which was large. Our assigned horses were pointed to us. We were given a halter and told to take a handful of grain and we went out and caught our horses. Surprisingly they all just waited patiently for us and there was no trouble catching them. I was assigned to Fahmi. He was a full blooded Irish Draught horse. He was enormous at 17 hands, 1,600 lbs or so and soon nicknamed the Titanic. The horses were a mix of Irish breeds. Irish Draught, Connemara, Pie Balds (Gypsy Drum), Irish Cobs, Irish Hunters and many crosses of them all. All horses were in good condition. Most were very heavy built drafty type horses. Susie and Barbara were assigned horses that were a mother/daughter pair. Susie had Grainee and Barbara had Nollaig. They had some Arabian in them and were the lightest built horses in our group.
Mara got a nice bay named Claddagh. Nancy had a bay horse named Tara. Joanie had a gray horse named Roisin. We brought the horses out of the pasture and tied to trees in a clearing. The girls working for An Sibin gave us a demonstration on how the horses were to be saddled. They all got a nice fleece square pad. Then an English shaped gel pad on top of that. Horses with sensitive backs also got a therapeutic massage pad under the fleece pad. This was a very strange looking pad. I’d never seen one before. All girths also had a fleece cover which was removed and washed every day. The fleece saddle pads were washed every week as well as all the saddles and bridles oiled. The girls helped all of us saddle our horses to make sure everything was put on correctly. Then the girls would check the horses feet every morning. Any loose shoes or nails were replaced or tightened up by a farrier that met us at each field every morning. He was quite a character and looked a bit like he had just been rolled out of the pub each day. And looked so unhealthy you wondered if he would be there the next day. Fahmi had to have one shoe tightened up. We then bridled up and headed out. The first half of the day we only walked and trotted. This was to make sure we were ok with our horses and equipment. My saddle fit me well and Fahmi was a good old guy. He knew his job well. Every day after about 10 minutes on the trail, Denise would check all our girths to make sure they were all tight and all was well. Along the trail she would stop and point out interesting things and tell us storys about them. Such as where kings had been buried or tell Irish tales connected with the area. My impression of Ireland is that it is very prickly. There are hedges everywhere and they are blackberry bushes, holly, thistle, stinging nettle, prickly fir bush, and wild rose. We rode to An Sibin where the horses were tied up and fed what seemed to me a large amount of grain. Each horse was then re-saddled by the staff to make sure everything was ok. This was done every day at lunch. Lunch was set up with breads and several spreads. A mustard spread and a garlic spread. Along with cut up cucumbers and peppers, cheese, fruit, and the all important Nutella. A chocolate spread that was VERY popular with everyone. There were also cookies, tea and coffee.

Our guide Denise

Femka, Cindy & Maura

Gypsy Wagon

Femka, Mark, Cindy, Maura, Susie, Barbara &

Cindy, Maura, Susie & Barbara

Nancy, Cindy, Joanie, Maura, Susie & Barbara

Nancy, Cindy, Joanie, Maura & Susie

Sophie at lunch the first day

Lunch the first day

Getting ready to ride after lunch

Barbara on Noleg and Susie on Rosheen


After lunch we mounted up and headed out to the field where we would leave the horses for the night. Susie’s horse, Grainee, was a bit silly. She was frightened when Susie tried to put her fleece pullover on while in the saddle. She was also a bit nasty with the other horses. We eventually noticed then when turned out, none of the horses liked Grainee or her mother, Nollaig, so they were just trying to defend themselves. We got to do some cantering the in the second part of the day. Cantering Fahmi was like riding a ship in bad seas!!! Not an easy task to sit to. We had a great ride and the weather was very nice. It was in the 60’s. We arrived at the next field where we would leave the horses, un-tacked them and turned them out. We were then driven back in the vans to An Sibin. I headed straight in to take a shower and managed to flood the bathroom. I cleaned up but left Barbara with a wet bath mat. I felt bad until Barbara told me she did the same thing. This was the only day we watched any TV. The Dublin Horse show was on and we watched that. I went outside to walk for a bit. Joanie and Nancy were out feeding the donkey colt. We went in for supper which was once again wonderful. Euna overslept and someone had to go wake her up. To start, we had ham rolled up with a horseradish sauce and melon slices. Then salmon in a sauce, broccoli and mashed potato with chives. There was baked apple for desert. After supper the six of us went out for a long walk. The next farm down the road had a couple of donkeys. The younger one came to the gate and brayed like crazy to get some attention. He was very angry when we left. We all went right to bed when we got back from our walk.

Susie, Maura, Joanie, Mark & Femka

Nancy, Mark, Femka, Barbara, Susie & Maura

Susie, Maura, Mark, Femka, Nancy & Denise

Susie, Maura, Joanie, Mark, Femka, Nancy & Denise

Susie on Gronya

Denise telling us the tragic donkey tale

Horses in pasture watching us


Mark, Femka, Nancy, Susie, Maura, Cindy & Denise

End of ride the first day

Marura & Claddagh

Barbara & Noleg

Joanie & Roisin

Horses out to pasture at end of first days ride

Cindy, Barbara, Nancy, Susie & Marua. End of first days ride

Nancy & Joanie feeding the donkeys

Barbara & Joanie in sitting room

Barbara in the sitting room

Cindy & Nancy in sitting room


Monday morning I woke again at 6 and got up at 7 to read for a while. I had the traditional Irish breakfast again. At 9:30 we headed out to the fields. We caught the horses and tacked up. Fahmi had to go to the farrier for 2 new shoes. One front and one back. The farrier had a dog that was a Corgi/Jack Russell cross. Quite cute. Someone had left their helmet laying on the ground and the dog decided to mark it as his territory. I warned the others in our group. For the rest of the trip we made sure our helmets were safely on our heads from the moment we got out of the vans in the mornings! We passed a Neolithic doleman which was said to be 5,000 years old and the burial site of Oisin And Grainee. Denise told us the tale about them which was very sad. Actually, all the stories and tales she told us had tragic or sad endings! We rode through the turf fields where they cut peat for burning. We had some wonderful views of the Shannon River from there. We also rode through the managed forest areas. That looked a lot like home. We were met on trail with lunch all set up for us. There was bread, ham, cheese, veggies, fruit, and of course Nutella. Today was Denise’s (our guide) birthday. She was 20. We sang her happy birthday at lunch. We then rode on to the next field where we left the horses. Fahmi’s back was a bit tender. When we got back to the center, we heard that George from the other group had fallen off and his back was bothering him. It was Barbara’s turn to get the shower first. Once again we both managed to flood the bathroom. While Barbara was showering, I had a beer with Nancy and Maura in the sitting room. I had a Smithwicks which I liked better then the Guinness. For supper we started with salmon (raw) on cucumbers with a lemon on top. The main course was Irish stew with lamb in it. For desert we had something that was like apple crisp but lots better. We went to the pub in Whitegate that night. Denise wanted us all to come to celebrate her birthday. We were out quite late. Way past Barbara’s bedtime! Hahaha. On the way out of the pub, the local dirty old man and regular fixture in the bar managed to grope Susie. Guess he got a surprise since Susie no longer has anything to grope. He made up for this by groping one of the younger girls as well. I had seen him being a bit friendly so I had skirted as far around him as I could. Bertie had told us that it was going to rain the next day. Barbara wanted to bring her rain pants but didn’t want to ride in them all day so she rolled them up and put them in my saddle pack.

The Shannon River

Our rear guide Elody

Denise on her Connamara pony Hurricane (Hurry)

Peat fields

Nancy, Denise, Joanie, Susie, Barbara, Mark, Femka, Elody

Cindy on Fahmi

Joanie, Nancy, Mark, Femka, Denise & Susie


Nancy on Tara

Cindy on Fahmi, piled peat

2nd group finishing ride


Tuesday I was awake again at 6 and up at 7 to read. It was raining already when I got up. Barbara was late getting to breakfast. She had been out in the trailer looking for my saddle that had her rain pants in them. I had the Irish breakfast once again. I put on full rain gear. Pants and coat. I had noticed that all the guides wore rain gear every day. I was sure there was a reason for this! Susie found some rain pants in the mudroom and wore those. It wasn’t really raining when we headed out to the pasture so Barbara rolled her rain pants up and put them in the pocket of her coat. Joanie didn’t wear any rain pants. When we got to the field, most of the horses came to the gate. That was nice. Not long after we were on the trail it started raining quite hard. By lunch, those without full rain gear were soaked. I was fairly dry except for some water wicking up the sleeve of my raincoat by my fleece shirt. The landscape was beautiful despite the rain. We all squished into the horse trailer to eat lunch. There was bread, tuna salad, veggies, cheese, fruit and of course Nutella and cookies. We all really appreciated the hot coffee and tea that day. Because of the rain, we were given the choice to do a shorter ride or the regular full ride. We all decided we wanted to do the full ride despite the rain. Barbara had taken her soaked riding pants off and put on her rain pants. She knew she might get some saddle sores from this choice but was willing to take the chance so she could be a bit dryer. The regular ride was the right choice since the sun finally came out on the second part of the ride. We had some beautiful views as we rode up through the Slieve Aughty Mountains. We were heading down to Lough Graney. Denise told us we would be riding through the lake. We were a bit curious about this and kept asking her if we were going to be swimming the horses? She would not really say more, just to wait and see. When we got down near the lake, but not quite in sight of it, Denise gathered us together and told us to pay very close attention to her. She said that we must follow her exactly, keep in single file, and keep moving and do exactly as she did. She was not going to tell us anything, we were just to follow her. She then turned and headed off at a good trot though the windy woods trail. We suddenly came out on the shore of the Lough Graney and trotted into the water and went along the beach just in the water. We trotted past the beach and suddenly Denise turned directly into the lake and took off at a canter. Eeeekkkkk. So we followed her and we cantered across the lake. There was a shallow bar that went across the lake. It was a bit more then knee deep to the horses. Closer to belly deep for the shorter ones. That made the horses gallop in big lounging strides. It was sooooooo much fun. It was a wonder no one fell off we were laughing and giggling so hard. Far too soon we got to the field where we would leave the horses for the night. It was a large field that went straight up a big hill. We were all imagining the horses being at the top of the hill in the morning and having to climb up there to get them. Barbara’s horse was developing a nasty sore on her back. She was told she might have to use a different horse for the last day. Fahmi’s back was actually a bit better. Probably because I was finally getting used to his gaits and riding him much better. Between the rain and galloping through the lake, we were all a bit wet by the end of the ride. Even my riding boots which were water resistant were a bit damp after the lake gallop. The rest of me was in pretty good shape. Joanie was absolutely soaked. We were all glad to get back to An Sibin for hot shower and dry clothes. Ha, my turn for the shower first! We all stuffed newspaper into our shoes in an attempt to dry them. Some of the rider’s shoes were really soaked. Susie smuggled her and Barbara’s boots into her room to put by the heater. It was a long day and by the time we were showered and changed, it was time for supper. That night we had stew to start with. Followed by a roast pork with turnips, onions, carrots and cauliflower. Then there was cold semolina with raspberries in it. Delicious. We all went out to change the newspapers in our shoes before heading to bed. I stayed up for a while talking with the young girls. Sophie, Euna, Jessica, and Clara. They are such nice girls. Apparently George had fallen off his horse again. He only rode half the day each day and was dropped off at a pub for the rest of each day. They said he was not a very good rider and he was having back problems even before he came on the ride.

Saddling up the 3rd day

Nancy & Tara with Farrier

Joanie & Roisin

Denise telling us about the Fairy Tree

Galloping across Lough Graney

Joanie, Nancy, Mark & Femka

Simmone Rocky & Clara

Sophie, Karen, Jessica, Maura, George, Barbara & Cindy


Wednesday was the same routine of awake at 6 and up at 7 to read. I went out to check my boots and take out the newspaper. They were reasonably dry. I had my usual Irish breakfast. Susie’s camera had run out of power on the second day so she was grumbling about David not charging it. We all were teasing her pretty hard about being so dependant on David to do everything. She took it all in good fun. Then we had to pack since it was our last night at An Sibin. Wednesday night would be spent at a B&B. We were getting too far from An Sibin to be brought back in the evening. We would be split up between 3 different B&B’s and would have supper in town together at a restaurant. As we suspected, the horses were out of sight on the top of the hill. The guides went up and chased them down. We did not have Elody the last day as our back guide. It was her turn to work on the farm. I do not remember the name of the girl we had the last day. Barbara’s horse’s back was still sore so she was given a new horse. A very cute piebald named Connie. Very drafty build so would be quite a change from the one she had been riding. We climbed right up a mountain right off and had some stunning views of the Shannon River. Nancy came off her horse while leaning over trying to pick some blackberries. The saddle slipped. Denise’s horse balked about crossing a puddle and Susie, in an effort to help her, managed to smack her own horse in the face. We heard the commotion from behind and had thought she had accidentally hit Denise and we were getting after her about abusing the guide. We passed some caves that looked manmade set into the hillside. For lunch we had a rice and bean salad. It was good though of course I had to pick out the beans. Mark told me there were going to be a bunch of bean trees growing where I was throwing the beans. There was also bread, veggies, fruit, cookies and of course Nutella. The second part of the ride we had some beautiful view of Glandaria, or Valley of the Kings. This is a fertile Shannon River valley that was a very popular place for kings to settle in past years. At the end of the ride, the horses were unsaddled and loaded into a big van to be transported to a field. The van had a very steep ramp and a horse the size of Fahmi was taller then the van. It had an open roof with just a framework of bars. Fahmi got in and then just stuck his head up between the bars.

Susie

Our last morning at An Sabin. Maura, Susie, Cindy, Barbara, Nancy & Joanie

Rounding up horses


Horses coming down hill

Barbara & Connie

Maura & Susie

Horses peaking at us through hedge

Susie, Cindy, Denise, Maura & Nancy


Susie, Maura, Nancy, Cindy, Joanie & Barbara

"business" stop. Cindy, Barbara, Nancy, Denise

Barbara, Cindy, Susie, Elody & Nancy

Lunch Stop



Loading up the horses

Fahmi loading into van

Horses loaded in van




We were then dropped off at Connole’s B&B’s. Susie, Maura, Barbara, Euna and I were in the same B&B. It was a very pretty place. We were greeted by Ann, the owner. She showed us to our rooms and told us her husband would take us into town whenever we were ready. She gave us the breakfast menu and asked that we let her know what we wanted for breakfast before heading into town. After we all showered, we gathered in the common room. We were ready to head to town in hope of getting there before all the shops closed. We told Ann we were ready but apparently her husband wasn’t. So, we had a bit of a wait before going. We listened to some Irish CD’s and read some books that were there on Ireland. We put in our order for breakfast. Some of us ordered pancakes and Ann muttered under her breath that Americans always want pancakes. Hummmm. Finally, We were all crammed into a small car for the ride to town. 4 in the backseat! He dropped us off and told us we were to be out in front of the pub at 10:30 to be picked up. If we were not out there, we would be walking. We were meeting everyone at the Corofin Arms for supper and then going to a pub to listen to traditional Irish music. We were ok with being picked up at 10:30 since we assumed the music would be starting at 9:00 or so. As we figured, most of the stores were closed except for a couple general stores. We did poke around in them and bought some chocolate. Our supper at the Corofin Arms was very good. There was a limited menu to choose from. I had smoked salmon (raw) on a salad. Baked chicken in a sauce with potato, carrots, broccoli, and cauliflower. For desert there was fruit slices (apple, orange, grape, nectarine), a cream puff with chocolate sauce over it and an apple pastry. We then found out that the Irish music would not be starting at the pub until 10:00. We were very disappointed that we would not get to hear much of it. Susie called our B&B and told them not to pick us up as we wanted to stay at the pub longer and would get a taxi home. Ann said that would not be possible and that her husband would be there to pick us up at 10:30. PERIOD! The music was very good. We were a bit surprised when they played John Denver’s ‘Country Roads’, then Dolly Parton’s ‘Joline’. When our ride arrived promptly at 10:30, Susie tried to get him to come in by offering to buy him a pint. Nothing doing. So, we had to leave. We were not pleased about this.

Pub in Corifin we went to on our last night in Ireland

Corofin



The next morning, I woke up as usual at 6. I laid in bed until 6:30 when I just had to get up to use the bathroom. I got dressed and headed downstairs at 6:45. I was as quiet as I could be since I saw no one else up. I just went into the common room and sat down to read. Barbara came down sometime between 7:30 and 8. She and I went out for a walk. When we got back, the others in our group were up. We were out in the hall and Ann’s husband came out and made mention of someone getting up at the ‘crack of dawn’ and wandering around the house waking him up. Susie said she didn’t believe anyone from our group had been up that early. He stated that it was someone from room 4. Well, that was me. I admitted it was me that had come downstairs early. He looked at Susie and said, “well, who was right this time?” and then he said that people don’t get up that early in Ireland and he stalked off. Leaving us all staring in disbelief at his rudeness. Susie then told us that he had come up to their room that night and had knocked on their door to tell them they were making too much noise and to quiet down. Not quite the Irish hospitality we had been used to. Breakfast was served at 8:30 and was very good. At 9:00 Bertie came to pick us up. He first took Maura and Euna out to the field since they were riding two more days. Then he came back for Susie, Barbara and me. Apparently, Maura said something about the rudeness of our hosts at the B&B. We told him that Maura was right and we told him what had happened. He was mortified and apologized repeatedly for our treatment. George was not going to ride at all that day so Bertie dropped him off in town. Bertie felt so bad about our rude treatment at the B&B that we he took us to see Dromoland Castle. It is a restored castle the is now a high end hotel. Dromoland Castle dates back to the 16th century and is the ancestral seat of the O’Briens. Very beautiful. We walked around it a bit and took pictures. It is where George Bush stayed when he visited Ireland. He dropped us off at Shannon Airport and we quickly checked in and got through customs and into the secure area. There we had time to do some shopping and have lunch. The flight was only ½ hour late getting off the ground and it was a smooth flight. Susie met someone on the plane that knew here. No surprise there! Hahahahaha. Our flight got in on time and all of our luggage made it also! As soon as we stepped out of the terminal the Silver Line bus pulled up. We decided to take this back to South Station. We had to wait a few hours at South Station but our bus was on time and had us back to Brunswick at exactly 10:15. David was there to pick up Susie and I. Barbara’s son was there to pick her up. Fred was at work so it was only Zephyr to greet me when I got home. I ran out to the barn to check on the mules and horse and say hi to them. It was good to be home but I am going to miss Ireland. I just loved it there and it was a fantastic vacation.

Breakfast on our last morning


Cindy & Barbara waiting for the ride to the airport

Dromoland Castle