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Drifter being a punk |
- Trail: Aguila-hood State Land- Arena
- Miles:5
- Riders: Self
- Horses: Jack - Drifter
- Dogs: Groot
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Blooming Sam |
Rode in the arena for a little and then took Jack out into the desert to say "see ya in the fall" to Sam. It's about time to head north. Not looking forward to it. If we didn't have a shoot I should help with, I wouldn't go. It's not that hot yet and everything is just starting to bloom. I always dread going north...not sure why I go; self imposed obligations I suppose. It will be nice to get up into the mountains though.
I get a little bored up North. There is a lot more for me to do in AZ: easy access to miles and miles of riding/jeep'in...awesome dirt in my arena...cool places to explore, etc, etc. Plus...it's quiet. Golden Silence. No squawking - gossiping...senseless yapping...no negativity. Simple, blissful silence.
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Drifter thought we'd left him for good |
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