It’s been a mixed bag of weather, plus I haven’t felt too good. It seems age has caught up with me, and after two heart attacks in three years, I do feel weak at times. It’s a short term event, maybe a few days, but very tiring and debilitating. This is where my horses rescue me from indulging in my own self pity, such as it is, it’s more an anger at getting old. Sort of “Rage against the Machine” moment.
These two are my youngsters, just love ’em!
All three together, Gracie in the middle, the senior mare. She keeps them all in line, and me to be honest!
The four of us, me and three ladies, set forth in a five day ride around some if the Yorkshire Dales. I took my young horse Toby, for experience and fittening.
The weather was a mixed bag, but that’s the UK for you!…. Anyway it turned out to be a great trip, good company and good horses. Riding from Over Silton, we ride a circular route, returning after five days. In-between we encountered Pigs, Cattle and heavy trucks. Even a Postman!
We stayed at bed and breakfast places, farms and Pubs!..All in the name of exploring!
To go,or not to go, that is the question. In fact he did. It took gentle persuasion and patience. It was, as you can see a wet day, our route was through some really magnificent country, pity we didn’t see most of it. I was riding my old sure footed mare Gracie aka TOGG. The weather broke around midday, to reveal blue sky and sunshine.
This was our short break at Styhead Pass, having just lost a shoe. It was me walking from here to Seathwaite and the end. I didn’t mind, but I was more concerned for the horse, as you can see, it was pretty rough.
Coming down Seathwaite Valley, beautiful sunshine. An amazing route,we intend to do it again.
The la’al dog, that’s Bex, my Border Terrier, a great dog. Here I am, on TOGG, we are with a friend high on the Fells of Lakeland. We’ve been together for nigh on twenty one years, and without doubt, it’s been an incredible ride. Although she’s resting now, we’ll be out together soon.
We had a great four days filming up in Scotland, near Loch Muick,just a few miles from Breamar. It was the backend of September 2019, the weather was exceptional, and the company was just cool!…. TOGG did her usual stuff performing for the cameras. This Old Man, loved it, what can you say?
We did a long ride, taking in some of Scotland’s most wonderful scenery. A wild windswept, but not barren land. From Inverness, across to Newtonmore, via Dalwhinnie. Just a few days, one or two beers, and a few buckets of Oats. Our bond has been one of agreement and discord, agreeing to disagree, or basically just rubbing along. Never have we become strangers in our own company. Always the bond.