The judge has always liked her, and it would be the first time I rode her there. It would be neat to show him how far she'd come.
On the other hand, it was the weekend of the Ellensburg Sheriff's Posse "Poker Ride."
Into the next checkpoint, an abandoned old log cabin in a clearing. As we left out of here, Kate suddenly stopped in her tracks, looking up the hill behind the cabin. It took me a minute, but I finally spotted a big mule deer watching us pass. Other than her hard look, Kate never hesitated nor spooked.Here's the most photographic evidence I got of Kate during the ride. We were just coming out of the trees and back toward the trail head. However....there was one last obstacle to overcome. The CREEK! A real, live, ankle-deep, yards-wide, flowing-with-wet-water creek! YIKES!
But Kate didn't want to lose her brand new BFF. So she tried skirting the creek by wandering upstream.
That works at home on puddles, mom.
But it didn't work here--that water just kept coming from who-knows-where up the mountain!
So Kate just had to suck it up, and
Back at the trailer. A little wind-blown, but none the worse for wear. We had met the mountain and we won! (And we won a new halter and a pommel bag, as well, in the poker competition.)
Would it be our last ride together?