On the loose

One in the saddle, one on the ground

WeAreOnTheLoose

  • Oh, For A Nap…and some goals

    Through a combination of Herculean effort and light sleeping, I can officially declare it’s been one week since Benny’s last accident in the house, and he’s never had one in the kennel. I know we’ve only had him home just over two weeks, but I’m celebrating the wins as they come. I’d known going into… Read more

  • Pupdates

    Welp, my husband is at 37,000 feet and heading towards Iowa, leaving me to single mom it for a week with a baby shark, a mare with a heel bulb injury and a 10 year old who needs to get to soccer camp every day. I’ve informed said husband that’s he’s not allowed to do… Read more

  • Baby Shark

    Normally, after I’ve been working on a blog post for over a week, something mostly coherent and possibly pithy will be produced. After a week with no stretch of sleep lasting more than five hours, this attempt is heavier on the photos than the words. Everyone, meet Bernard (nicknames so far include: Benny, Bernie, BB,… Read more

  • The Boys

    Tarma did such an exceptional job up in the mountains this weekend, plus the four hour trailer ride home, that she got the week off. I’m happy to report that when I palpitated her back and hips two and three days later, she just yawned, so no soreness! As a heavy weight rider, tack fit… Read more

  • The weekend that happened anyway

    Sometimes the universe tosses signs your way that say clearly “Do not do the thing.” Sometimes you gotta give the universe the middle finger, do some slightly sketchy electrical work, and do the thing anyway. Despite several Gremlins and a momentary defeat, a friend and I managed to load up my trailer and her husband’s… Read more

  • Down by the river

    My friends and I rode together again this weekend, twice, after the ponies received their monthly pedicure. We also mock camped in my friends yard, as it’s been over a year since we camped together and it’s always nice to just in up to the house when you forget something. On the way to our… Read more

  • A few words

    It feels odd to have such a good day, a few days after my grandpa passed at home. I have no real words to encompass all that, or who he was, to me and to others, not yet. Instead, and maybe because of him, I took a step out of my depression and had a… Read more

  • Get moving

    I’m starting to type this up as I wait by our bikes outside the local grocery store, while my son runs in with a $20 dollar bill and grabs us some ice cream and water. This short ride, two miles out and back, is the most exercise I’ve done in over a week. I kid… Read more

  • The weekend that wasn’t

    After my last post on all my preparations for an upcoming trip to the mountains, turns out I never even hooked up the trailer. I spent most of Thursday finishing up some shopping and packing the trailer to the gills. I picked up my saddle from a shop in Mollala, where I had them add… Read more

  • Nerves versus hope

    I haven’t been camping with my horse since last year, and that one…still hurts. I’m scheduled to leave for Quinn Meadows early this Friday, to participate in an Oregon Equestrian Trail’s work party, clearing trails from their winter slumber. I find myself ping ponging between confidence as I build my packing checklists, and deep worry… Read more