Sunday, July 16, 2017

The Stanley Chronicles: Turkey Run 2017: Day 2B; Pferderostbraten und Regen

Following our lunch, we went back to the park. I switched to jeans and boots in lieu of shorts and sandals. More on the why of that later in the post.   Now the issue we ran into w/ going for a horse back ride (besides being expensive) was they didn't take cards.  Cash or Check only.  I only had about $40 in cash w/ me, don't normally carry an ATM card (which could have been used at the Inn), and we weren't 100% sure if the CinC, the only one w/ a checkbook, had enough unaccounted for funds to cover it.

We took the risk and went for the check. They all REALLY wanted to go for this ride.  The ladies at the stables were all very friendly and sarcastic.  My signature (such as it is) on the waivers for liability garnered much chuckling. They totally understood when I said 'prior service' as apparently most of their husbands were military as well.

Yeah. Waivers of liability.  Apparently (though totally unsurprisingly) some people get stupid and the stables don't want to get sued.  One boy (about 10 iirc) leaped off his horse about halfway through the hour long ride.  About 30-40 min in, I understood maybe why he did.

At this point it's even more hot and humid.  We go out to the lot and are given the instructions to wait until told what to do. We are assigned horses.  Line up, and are helped up.
CinC: Dusty , the lead
5P: Tar   , a mellow one good for little kids
4PA: Nicky, more spirited.
Me: Martha, stubborn old nag, also the biggest in the lot.
4PB: Gumby, a mellow big'gun.

 AppleJack? 







 Some pushing and shoving got my non-bendy legs and gut up onto the horse. This is the last time I'll be smiling for at least an hour. 




Then we head off onto the trail at a casual saunter.  The horses have done this a million times and know exactly where to go.  4PA kept up a constant chatter that the ladies guiding had a blast w/.  Took some photos but didn't have the camera on 'sport' setting so most came out blurry. I did get a couple of clear pics and a 5 min video which I won't be uploading since it's over 400mb. About 30-40 min in, I started to hurt. Then I started to really hurt.  Of course I wasn't going to stop everyone and just dealt w/ it. 





 So we get back to the lot and the stupid nag I was on refused to go back to her spot.  Apparently she has a habit of doing that.  One of the ladies took her by the halter and got her over there then helped me off, my leg WAY up in the air in the process.  Again, I don't bend that much.  After I got off the horse, that's when the fun began (sarcasm emoji). 

Everything turned white. For all intents and purposes, this is what things looked like to me. 


I'm guessing a mix of the heat and all the blood rushing to different places after being restricted in the saddle.  Took me a bit to walk back to the van and get my head clear with some A/C and a couple of cool drinks.  This was the rest of the family's favorite part of the trip. Next time I'll pass.

After my vision returned to normal and things stopped spinning, we took a trip to Crawsfordsville about a half hour away for some ice and a few odds and ends.  More Gatorade, a little coffeemaker, some utensils.  The usual kind of supply trip.  And we saw clouds.  Not the nice, white, fluffy kind but nasty dark grey ones moving w/ a vengeance right towards the campground.  By the time we got back, it had started drizzling.  Then it started raining.  Then rained some more.  We sequestered ourselves in the tent hoping that it wouldn't last forever and we'ld be able to cook out and continue our evening.  It lasted about 2 hrs so we all took naps, read, and chatted.  The tent itself did quite well.  A few tiny damp spots right by tight seams but overall kept the rain out. Not bad for a medium quality buy.





The result of my Ho Chi Min's on a 'Very Rugged' trail. 

When the rain eased up, I went to the camp office and looked at the weather radar.  It showed it was supposed to be clear.  As I was walking back to the campsite, it started raining again.  This went on and off for a bit as more rain kept appearing over and around us. Finally decided to call grilling dogs and we drove back to Rocksville for BK again (a group decision).  It continued to rain on and off for the next few hours. When it got darker though, it cleared up a bit and we lit up the campfire to finish off the marshmellows and tell more stories.






We hit the sleeping bags sometime after 11pm.  4PA started a giggling fit that infected everyone else.  Other than that, the night was relatively quiet. 

Tomorrow is up in the air. Severe thunderstorms are predicted.  We'll play it by ear. 



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