Trail Log: 1-28-2022

Teri - Woody - Sport and Wyatt

 

Trail: State Land - Aguila

Miles: 5.18

Riders: Self - Teri

Horses: Jack - Drifter - Sport

Dogs: Hank - Wyatt - Olivia

Notes: Cindy was having a practice at her arena. I decided to saddle Drifter and see how he did ponying tacked up and leave him at the patience pole while we shot.  While heaving the saddle on Jack,  I tweaked my back. Good hell. I now walk...shuffle rather...like a 90 year old man. I've never had real back problems. I hope to never have them again! I can't sit down...can't stand up. Can't lay down - can't bend over. I'm trying to focus on the things I can do. Sometimes, I can breath. Ugh. 

I have a theory that if you don't slow down - the devil and his evil ways can't catch  you. The saddle was already in place - so I drug out the mounting block and managed to climb aboard Jack and head to Crandall's with Drifter in tow. Thank goodness he was extra good or I think I would have peed my pants if he would have pulled on the rope. I tied Driff to the patience pole and was able to shoot two stages  much trouble. Getting on and off my horse was a different story. 

Teri wanted to ride her new horse out into the desert. I grabbed a beer for Teri and a shot of Fireball for me and left Drifter at home. We headed out for a nice gallop through the desert. Running doesn't bother me too bad. Trotting isn't the greatest but Jack prefers to lope as opposed to trotting anyway. 

The fireball wore off halfway back. I spent most of the night wondering if this is what it's like getting old. I'm thinking I don't want any part of it! I have a CSJ shoot (part 3 of 4) on Sunday. I'm shooing come hell or highwater. I don't care if it takes me 8 bottles of Advil and a half gallon jug of Fireball. All I need is to find somebody to saddle my horse and I should be fine. 

In the meantime - I discovered the Dollar Store does not carry those gripper stick things us old folks use to grab things off the floor or upon the upper shelves. If things don't improve by the end of the shoot Sunday - I'll be making a trip to Harbor Freight. According to the Dollar Store lady...Harbor Freight DOES sell them. I guess I should pick up some prune juice and a bottle of Geritol while I'm there. Good hell.