ACTHA ~ Wild Bunch Meets Hole in the Wall Gang (Part 2)

 

After arriving at Cedar Hill Farm, I unloaded Apache and got her settled in to her pen with her water bucket and hay. She set out to check out her new digs and meet her new neighbors: a mare and foal that are owned by the farm’s caretaker, and two other horses that had arrived early to ride during Saturday’s CTC. (They are both in the paddock behind her in this picture) 

Then we parked the trailer and I unloaded all my tack into the back and set it up as my personal tack room. And then John drove me over to the main house where I would be sleeping on Friday night, and we unloaded my sleeping bag, pillows, food and clothes.

 

Then he had to head home to catch up on some sleep from working a graveyard shift, while I settled in and offered my help with the preparations wherever I could. I mostly just stayed out of everyone’s way, though, because my knee and hip were very sore after twisting my leg while walking down the steps that morning. Thank goodness for the knee support brace, ibuprofen, and the Sore No More Cream (Also excellent used as a liniment on sore horses, too!) that Renee had brought for me to try. But I was still limping and feeling rather gimpy and praying that the next morning, I’d be feeling much better.

I still had a great time visiting with everyone there from Walkin’ In Circles Horse Ranch Rescue and meeting new folks arriving for the ATCHA CTC ride the next day. By that evening, a handful of horse trailers had arrived and gotten their horses settled in and we were getting set up for the potluck and campfire Friday night.

(Rolling the buffet table to the stables. We’ve got 4 helpers to push: Cory, Colleen, Christine and Renee)

(Add one more helper to push: Rudy…….and Christine to help with directions. Final result? A great buffet table for the potluck and lots of laughter!)

     

As the sun was setting over the mountains, Cory, Christine’s hubby, set up the fire pit, and we all enjoyed delicious food, refreshing refreshments (hehe) and even more laughter.

After the sun set and everyone’s bellies were full of great food, we pulled our chairs closer to the fire as the night grew colder. We sipped our beverages of choice, shared horse stories, and laughed until our bunks, cots and sleeping bags called our names.

   

To Be Continued…………