Showing posts with label Horse Rescue. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Horse Rescue. Show all posts

Wednesday, January 13, 2016

The Fakest Friend of All



The above meme describes this next fake friend absolutely perfect. Colleen is definitely not a genuine person and will do anything to create a reputation for herself that matches what she wants others to believe. But she is the fakest person I have ever known or associated with. She will turn on anyone that doesn't benefit her any longer. And she will take credit for other's work and if you call her out on it, she will go into attack mode and act like you're in the wrong and not her. And she will change her personality to fit into a particular group that somehow benefits her.

I had to learn all those lessons the hard way.

I got to know Colleen over 7 years ago, through my time volunteering with a local horse rescue that she was the founder of, Walking in Circles. My involvement with her began when she had discovered a small ranch for sale about an hour south of the horse rescue called Cedar Hill Farm that she was hoping to lease and allow the rescue horses a place to graze during the summer. She not only managed to do that, but she also started using Cedar Hill for horse clinics, trail rides and competitive trail competitions. I attended one of her Confidence Clinics after I sustained several injuries from my first horse, Dakotas Baby Doll, who was totally unsuitable for me. I was ready to give up on riding, but wanted to try a confidence clinic to see if I could muster up enough confidence to have one last try at my dream of horse ownership.



Well, the Confidence Clinic was a success and I was soon looking to sell Baby Doll and buy a safer, more compatible horse for my abilities. After selling Baby Doll, I discovered my current horse, Apache and asked Colleen to go with me to check her out. She offered to let me board Apache at her house so I could try her out on trails and be sure that she was the right horse for me. Colleen had a boarding business at her house, so this worked out perfectly. After realizing that Apache was going to work out for me, I then started paying Colleen to pick up me and my horse and take us to her organized trail rides, competitive ACTHA rides and riding clinics at Cedar Hill. And it wasn't long before Colleen had organized a horse camping weekend, and I signed up and paid her for that, too. I started to think of Colleen as a friend, even though I had to pay money to do anything with her at all. But I figured that it cost money to operate a horse rescue and the money was going to a good place.

Or so I thought.

At Walking in Circles Horse Rescue there is a board of directors that Colleen had to answer to, and one day Colleen was asked to resign after it was discovered that Colleen was mismanaging the rescue's money and spending the donations for personal things that weren't benefiting the rescued horses. I refused to get caught up in all the rumors and gossip and badmouthing of Colleen, because I wanted to be loyal to Colleen for her helping me get back into riding again. But it was shocking and disappointing to hear people, who were supposedly Colleen's friends, like Loeta, Christine, Peggy, and others talking badly about Colleen.

But Colleen quickly reinvented herself and signed onto a lease-to-own for Cedar Hill Farm, and eventually even gathered up a bunch of investors and sponsors and began to get boarders and trainers signed up to do clinics at Cedar Hill, all so she could purchase Cedar Hill and make it her own. And before long she had changed the name of Cedar Hill Farm, to 4 Winds Equestrian Center.

Eventually I realized that I wanted to expand my riding skills, so I started riding down at a place called Acacia Riding Adventures, in San Acacia, NM, because they were riding on rugged trails and in unique areas that were exciting and fun. Dacodah is the owner of Acacia Riding Adventures and he provided me with well trained, seasoned trail horses and fun adventures that instilled confidence and good riding skills. But when Colleen, warned me not to ride at Acacia Riding Adventures, I wanted to know why and asked Dacodah. Apparently, Colleen and Dacodah had tried to go into business together forming Acacia Riding Academy and it worked out very badly with Dacodah having to file restraining orders against Colleen. Dacodah had a lot of warnings to give me about spending time with Colleen. But I refused to listen and instead just focused on building my riding experiences and skills down at San Acacia.

I was also warned by many other people about Colleen and how she uses people for her own gain, and how she had spent donations to the horse rescue for her own personal vacations and for personal items, like a brand new Living Quarters Horse Trailer and a new truck. I was told by others how Colleen will include you in her life and keep you around, but only as long as you benefit her in some way. I was told by Barb how Colleen had used her and taken advantage of her and her husband when they were planning to invest in the business at Cedar Hill. And I was told by another friend R, who she and her husband had volunteered at the horse rescue for Colleen, that Colleen was not to be trusted...ever. She knew things about Colleen that were shocking. And even another friend L, who had boarded her horses with Colleen and volunteered at the horse rescue, told me that Colleen was only nice to you when it benefited her. I was told by Colleen's own daughter and granddaughter that Colleen was known to dump people in a heartbeat if those people were at all any inconvenience or did anything she didn't agree with. Even her own family. And I was told that Colleen would even make up lies to create false stories about people she had kicked out of her life so she could manipulate her current friends and associates into siding with her. I had heard Colleen bad mouthing and being critical of others in her life, but I chose to ignore it because I thought we were friends and I was naive enough to believe that she wasn't doing the same thing to me. And I have to be honest, too, even though it makes me feel ashamed. But I wanted to be included in Colleen's circle because she was always making activities and events happen and it felt good to be a part of that and feel needed and liked, even if I was being used, and even if I felt deep inside that things just didn't seem quite right.



But anyway.......soon Colleen was having me be more involved at 4 Winds. She had asked me to take photos of the facilities and clinic and riding events and in return for the use of my photos, she offered me a lifetime membership at 4 Winds Equestrian Center, with full use of all of the trails, the arenas and round pens and indoor arena and discounts on boarding. She also asked me to host and plan trail rides and horse camping events and she asked me to be the Administrator of the 4 Winds Equestrian Center's Facebook page and to be in charge of online advertising. In hindsight I should have got everything we agreed to written into a legal contract, but I doubt Colleen would have been willing to sign it because that's the way she is able to take advantage of people to get what she wants.

Well, after the Fourth of July Canyon Ride and then a riding event up at Starry Night Ranch she showed me truly what a fake friend she really was. I had been going through a lot of personal problems in my life involving that clique of women that used me and then back stabbed me, along with marital problems involving abuse and infidelity, and it all finally culminated in depression and anxiety. I felt like I had fallen into a deep hole. But instead of being a good friend and supporting me, Colleen instead, along with her husband, blocked me on Facebook, removed me as Admin on the 4 Winds page, and took me off her 4 Winds website as a ride host and organizer. She snuck around and did all that behind my back without telling me anything. I was shocked and disappointed because I had done nothing to her. We hadn't had any arguments or disagreements. She just up and deleted me from her life because I was having personal problems and she felt like I was a liability somehow, even though I had done nothing wrong at all to her or her business.



I called her out on what she did and she accused me of faking my depression and she tried to convince me that if only I would move to AZ to be closer to my husband, my life would be better.




She never even asked me why I felt the way I did or tried to show me support and encouragement. She didn't care that my husband had been verbally and emotionally abusing and even threatening physical abuse for many years to our 3 kids and me as well. She didn't care because she was never a real friend. Colleen never asked about my husband's infidelity and him joining an Asian Dating site for many months so he could meet young Chinese girls and cheat on me. She never asked about the thousands of dollars he was spending on the Asian Dating site and the gifts for the Chinese girls he had long phone and video conversations with. She never asked me about my husband taking me to dinner for our 24th wedding anniversary, and then coming home to video chat with a Chinese girl afterwards. She never asked about how my husband was using our two son's money to fund the cheating and lying. Or how he was using one of our sons to tell all his Asian girl fantasies and desires to. He even showed my son photos of these girls and asked him which ones he would like to be his new stepmom! Colleen wasn't there for me when my husband flew to Hong Kong to meet these Chinese girls and take them out to dinner and a hotel and how I had to find out this was happening through our bank account statements.



I must really be a magnet for disloyal, cheating, dishonest, backstabbing, fake users. Because of my experiences over the past few years, I have learned that I am way too trusting, too honest, too loyal, too kind, too generous, and too naive. Bad people just really seem to seek out people like me.



Sunday, January 10, 2016

The Opportunistic Two-Faced Fake Friend



This is someone I always knew in my heart was a fake friend. Loeta only rode with me and offered to haul my horse because she needed a riding partner. She invited herself to ride with me and another former friend, Kendra at Galisteo Preserve 3 years ago and then kept inviting herself to all future riding events I organized. She never once wanted to hang out with me or talk with me outside of riding and she never hung out with me if there were other people on a ride. I knew what kind of person she was after our mutual friend, Colleen was asked to resign from her horse rescue business a few years earlier, due to questionable behavior and activity. Loeta and Colleen were supposed to be best friends, yet after Colleen was removed from WNCR, I often overheard Loeta speaking negatively about Colleen about her involvement at WNCR. Loeta had become the horse rescue's director and she and her husband also helped manage the horse rescue's thrift store, where I had volunteered for a year. It made me sick to hear Loeta badmouth and gossip about Colleen with other people that came into the thrift store.

Talk about a very two-faced person. I should have known better than to include Loeta into my life. But she always seemed to be everywhere there was an opportunity for her, so it was impossible to exclude her anyway.

But ironically, Loeta also seemed to be using Colleen. She was boarding her horses at Colleen's horse boarding facility and also seemed to be using her to get included in any riding events that Colleen planned. When Colleen offered me a lifetime membership to 4 Winds Equestrian Center for the use of any photos I took for her of her facility or riding events, Loeta seemed upset, especially since Colleen had raised Loeta's boarding and membership fees, and yet Colleen and Loeta were supposed to be best friends.

When Loeta placed her loving husband into a nursing home, I found it interesting how she spent more and more time riding with a fellow named Cory, who was married to a mutual friend named Christine. Loeta even started keeping one of her horses at Cory and Christine's house. It was a common sight to see Cory and Loeta together. So, it didn't take long for Christine and Cory to end up divorced with Christine even moving out of state. Afterwards, Loeta became even more involved in Cory's life, house and pet-sitting for him and taking care of both of their horses. In fact, after Christine was out of the picture, it was rare to ever see Loeta unless Cory was with her, all while her husband lived in a nursing home.

So, I shouldn't have been surprised to see Cory and Loeta together when I rode at Fourth of July Canyon in the Summer of 2014. And I shouldn't have been surprised when she asked me not to take photos of her and Cory together out on the trail. And I shouldn't have been surprised that the two of them rode far behind everyone, out of sight, and keeping to themselves. And I shouldn't have been surprised when she contacted me after I wrote my blog post about that Fourth of July Canyon ride, and she told me I needed to remove her and Cory's names from my blog. And I shouldn't have been surprised when she threatened me with a charge of defamation of character for telling the truth about what I experienced that day. And I shouldn't have been surprised that she didn't support me or stand behind me when she saw how badly Paula had treated me or when Paula had her immature outburst while at Fourth of July Canyon.

Of course, in my defense, I had naively believed that Loeta was a real friend. But that was just wishful thinking on my part, because I knew already what an opportunistic, two-faced person she was, long before she stabbed me in the back at the end. So, I have only myself to blame for that unfortunate mistake.



Saturday, January 2, 2016

I'm Back........



Yes Indeed.

I allowed mean people to chase me away from my blog for over a year and try to intimidate me into being quiet about what they and other terrible people did to me the previous 2 years. Two of them, Loeta and Colleen, actually threatened me when I wrote about what was done to me over a year ago. Loeta said that I could be sued for defamation of character. But guess what?

"Defamation: Make sure you can prove the statement was false. A defamatory statement must actually be a false one. If the statement is true, you don't have grounds to sue, even if it damaged your reputation. In most cases, statements that can be construed as opinions aren't considered defamatory, because an opinion is subjective and can't be proved as objectively false."

Loeta lied just to manipulate me.

The other person, Colleen, snuck around behind my back and deleted me from her and her husband's lives and horse boarding business. She gossiped and badmouthed me and stabbed me in the back and even stole my photos to use for her business without my permission. Colleen had promised me a lifetime membership at her boarding facility in return for the use of my photos, but then she reneged and took my membership away when it suited her. She then publicly badmouthed me some more when I called her out on it.

And these were two people that professed to be my dear friends. They promised to be loyal and to always have my back just as I had been a loyal and true friend for years. But they wanted to shut me up after they did me wrong and when I told the truth about their actions, because the truth revealed their lies, manipulation and fake personalities. They wanted me to keep quiet and be a nice girl. And I did. But I shouldn't have. I've had to keep it bottled up inside of me for so long that it has made me bitter and resentful. Everything I wrote back then was the truth as I experienced it.
Do you know why bad people get away with mistreating others? Because their victims don't speak out.

But I'm not going to be quiet any longer.

Friday, April 27, 2012

Riding on Cloud 9

 

That just seems like the best title for this post. Heck, it’s the best description for the entire weekend of ACTHA rides with my Apache mare.

I could not have been any happier or more joyful even if I had won the lottery.

And in a way….I have.

Beginning from where I left off………………

After about 15 minutes of waiting for our time slot to begin…just sitting on Apache’s comfy back while she grazed grass, enjoying the peace, quiet and beautiful day, the rest of the riders who had signed up for the 10:45am time slot finally arrived at the starting ribbon.

I was to ride with my friends Anne and Matt and I was really looking forward to it.

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Even though they have been in several ACTHA rides, I have either been riding in a different group, volunteering as a judge, or Matt has been volunteering as a Safety Rider, so we just never had the opportunity to actually ride together.

(Shhh. Apache has a crush on Anne’s Clydesdale, Prince. If you don’t remember the adorable photos from last September when Apache and Prince shared a few special moments together, you can visit this link: The Odd Couple)

I’m glad I remembered to ask someone to take a photo of us on Sunday.

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Well….I had hoped to ride with Matt and Anne that day, but things just didn’t quite work out that way.

Once our ride time started, we rode on down the gravel road and then onto the trail. And while Apache never balked, she rode very slowly, which meant that the 3 riders in our group, Matt, Anne and a gal named Dita, rode on ahead of us. So Apache and I brought up the rear….way in the back, to the point that we basically rode by ourselves. I explained to Apache that’s what happens when you decide to go too slow, but she, like always didn’t seem very bothered at having to ride down the trails just the two of us.

So we mozied on down the trail, me trying to keep track of the green ribbons that marked the trail we were to follow, and Apache just keeping an eye on where she placed her feet and enjoying being out on such a beautiful day…which just so happened to be Earth Day!! Can you imagine a better place to be on Earth Day, than out in nature riding your horse? Me neither!

Well, we finally caught up with Matt, Anne and Dita at the first obstacle, but Apache didn’t seem too pleased with the energy of Dita’s horse, who was acting like a fire-breathing dragon and just all over the place, huffing, puffing and prancing. Poor Dita had herself a little workout and had to keep circling her horse and trying to gain some kind of control.

Well, since we were just in the Buddy Division and didn’t have to complete the obstacles and because we were riding so slow that day, and I wasn’t wanting to ask too much of my mare (I wanted to keep her shoulder feeling good), and I just wanted most of all for she and I to have a great time together, I told Matt and Anne that Apache and I were going to head on down the trail while they completed the obstacle. So, we continued on down the trail just Apache and I, and focused on finding green trail ribbons. It wasn’t long before Matt, Anne and Dita caught up with us.

Hi Guys!! Glad you found us!

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And we rode together for another mile or so, when we spied another group of 6 other riders, the one that had left at 10:30am, wandering around among the trees in front of us. They were lost.

So, we invited them to join our group so we could ride together. I was pretty happy about that because several of the riders in that group were friends of mine from volunteering at Walkin N Circles Ranch Horse Rescue. (In the photo below, from the left: Christine, Jackie, and Loeta)

My friend Jackie, and her mare Rosie, who is the first horse I rode after recuperating from my ACL surgery caused by falling off of my previous horse. I owe a lot to Rosie and Jackie. Rosie helped give me my confidence back after getting hurt, and helped me realize that I shouldn’t give up on my dreams.

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My friend Christine, who bought her handsome Tennessee Walker about the same time that I bought my Apache mare.

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And my friend Loeta, who is also Jackie’s Mom. Loeta rides a sweet Paso Fino Gelding.

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Well, I still don’t understand why or how this happened, but somehow we left behind Matt, Anne and Dita and ended up riding in the 10:30am group with Loeta, Jackie and Christine. We could have just somehow missed some ribbons and got lost, or it could have been something else.

This may not sound like such a big deal, but when you consider that until this time, both during the entire Saturday’s ACTHA ride and the beginning of Sunday’s ACTHA ride, Apache was just strolling along at her own relaxed pace. Which was fine with me as we weren’t in any kind of race, but still! We were now keeping up with two gaited horses: a Tennessee Walker and a Paso Fino!

All I can figure out is that Apache remembered riding with them many times in the past (we rode quite a few times on that same ranch together when it was called Cedar Hills, and we also rode up in the Carson National Forest at Tres Piedras when we all went horse camping), and I wonder if she just felt comfortable with them and decided she wanted to hang out together. As you can imagine I was very pleased! It’s so much fun to ride with friends.

When we arrived at the second obstacle, there was another group there with more friends!

My friend Karen.

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And my friend Anna of the blog DunAppy of Bluewater Rangerbred Appaloosas on her mare Baby Girl.

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Here they are completing the obstacle: Slicker ‘n Water. I was so excited for them in that they placed 5th place that day!!!!

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Here’s my friend Jackie and her mare Rosie completing the obstacle.

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Now, I’m really not sure if my mare is gaited, but I have experienced a very special fast walk that my mare does and a sort of trot that feels like you’re barely moving, but she’ll be covering some ground, so I really do wonder. I truly love it when she breaks into that fast walk or gaiting trot. I love the way it feels…like I’m floating along…no bouncing, no having to post. It’s truly sublime!

(Five of the riders in our group, two are out of the picture, including me. Notice the two gaited horses out in front.)

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Well, I surely didn’t expect to get any of that speed on Sunday because of how gimpy she had been the night before. But I guess that Bute really made a difference, and she was just feeling so good, because she broke into her fast paces and I was so thrilled that I couldn’t stop smiling! And the more I praised her for it the more she kept on with it. I think she may have been smiling, too!

(All six of the other riders in our group)

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This wonderful gal in our group had only been living in New Mexico for 2 years after moving from Texas. She said she was in love with New Mexico….me, too. Her horse is a 19 year old Quarab….full of energy and spunk for an older gentleman!

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This 4th obstacle is called the Barrel Board Pinwheel with a cow bell attached at the end of the board! The idea is to pick up the end of the board and circle your horse around the barrel 360 degrees and place the board back down. Sounds easier than it is!

This lady on the black mare, is actually a mountain neighbor of mine that I’ve only met one other time. She breeds and raises mules and is considering buying one of those Fjord horses that I posted about from Saturday’s ACTHA ride. Nice lady.

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With the two gaited horses in our group, Apache and I mostly followed along somewhere within the group or at the end. But sometimes we’d still get to lead and search for green ribbons.

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While waiting at obstacles, I reveled in the joy of being able to be on horseback on such a special day: Earth Day!

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Riding around a bend in the trail and coming upon a little peek at the mountains was like a gift. I smiled a lot all day.

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Sometimes we paused to enjoy the incredibly beautiful vistas and take a photo.

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And enjoying the views from between my mare’s ears couldn’t be any sweeter!

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Some of the judges were so much fun and everyone laughed a lot while cheering on the riders in our group as they attempted each obstacle, like at Obstacle 5: The Side-Pass.

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With the indoor arena in the distance and only one more obstacle to complete, some of the riders in our group wanted to enjoy a nice canter across the field and asked if any of us minded. Of course not, I answered and encouraged them to have fun with their horses.

I wasn’t going to ask that of Apache, but if she had offered, I would have let her.

But alas, she was content with her relaxed walk and a little bit of her fast pacing walk. It was all good and we both were having a wonderful time. She didn’t mind riding by ourselves or with others. She was just enjoying being someplace new out on the trails, just as I was.

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We caught up with our group at the last obstacle: Don’t Spray Me!

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Horses were judged on how willing and calm they were while being sprayed with a water bottle.

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Then it was time to follow the green trail ribbons back to base camp.

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And once I removed Apache’s tack, brushed her down, gave her small dose of Bute, and checked her feet, I put her in her paddock where she promptly laid down and enjoyed a leisurely roll!

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Ahhhh! Feels so good!

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Looking back at the entire weekend, I have to conclude that I could not have been happier with my Apache mare. She was well behaved all weekend, loaded and unloaded perfectly, did everything I asked without complaint, she got along with all of the other horses, she led, she followed, she rode alone, she waited patiently, she was calm and relaxed, and she took the very best care of me while I was on her back. And most importantly of all, I absolutely believe that my Apache mare enjoyed herself just as much as I did.

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And that is why I am on Cloud 9.

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PS Even though we hauled Apache down to the ranch for the ACTHA weekend with our own horse trailer, Ranchman John needed our truck on Saturday to return to Phoenix for work. So I just want to shout out a big thank to my friend Roni, who lives just two streets over from me, for giving my Apache mare a ride home with her mare after the ACTHA ride.

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Friday, April 22, 2011

Score One For Me!!

 

As some of you know, I volunteer at the Walkin N Circles Ranch Horse Rescue Hug-A-Horse Thrift Store at least one day a week. The Thrift Store is the bread and butter fundraiser for the horse rescue and provides most of the money needed to feed and care for the 70+ horses that live there.

Sometimes while working, I’ll find some good deals and I tend to buy quite a lot of our clothing there, especially for the kidlets.

Now, I don’t know how other folks are about shoes, but I’m not obsessive about them at all. I don’t like shoe shopping and when I do buy a pair of shoes, I wear them for years and years, until I either need to glue the soles back on or throw them away. I’m totally into function over fashion.

Another thing about shoes that I’m pretty strict about is wearing other people’s shoes or buying second hand shoes. It kind of creeps me out. But because I wear a size 10 1/2 or 11 shoe, that’s not usually ever an option anyway.

But last week someone came in and donated a huge bag of very nice shoes, and they just happened to wear the exact shoe size as me. I tried them all on and they felt as if they were made for my huge, oddly shaped feet. The leather on these shoes was butter soft and besides a slight bit of wear, all of the shoes were in good condition. I just had to have them.  

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I’ve never had a pair of water hikers. It’s not like I have many opportunities to hike in the water in New Mexico. But you never know….

And those black leather Aerosoles sandals are sooooo comfie!!! Feels like your feet are cradled in soft, padded hands. I could wear these all day and not have achy feet.

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Those Ariat sandals on the left fit perfectly and are great for casual wear. I’ve been wanting a brown pair for a while.

The Ariat mules in the center are made with calf hide, fur on the outside and are so comfie and just plain cool!

And the Ariat mules on the far right are perfect for dressier occasions. I bet you can tell I’m crazy for mules. I don’t like wearing shoes with any back on the heels unless they are sneakers or boots for riding. Most backs tend to give me blisters. But mostly I just love to be able to slip my foot into a shoe and go.

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A close-up.

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lol! These soft buttery leather, 2” high heel mules on the left are very comfy, but make my already 6’ tall self into a giant. And my twinlings call these shoes my Leprechaun shoes, because of the buckle and color. I don’t care. I’m happy to be a 6’2” tall Leprechaun. lol!

The Skechers on the right are so comfy! They do have a back on the heel, but it’s very low and covered in soft fur. They will be perfect for fall and winter and replace my worn out suede and fur mules I’ve worn the past two winters.

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I brought home all the shoes, cleaned ‘em up, sanitized them with Lysol Anti-bacterial wipes and set them all out to dry…and admire. I don’t think I’ve ever owned this many pairs of shoes all at one time. Not even when I worked in an office or for the airlines. With the way that I wear shoes (I still have the same pair of sneakers my hubby bought for me over 10 years ago), looks like I’m set up for a very long time…..maybe the rest of my life. lol!

And the total for all 7 pairs of shoes? Only $10.50!!!!

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Spotty Dotty, the Speckled Sussex hen doesn’t seem to understand all the excitement over shoes. “Why not just go barefoot? Works for me.”

Me: “Well, yeah. That’s great. If you don’t mind getting chicken crap stuck between your toes.”



Tuesday, April 19, 2011

Crossing The Bridge and America’s Favorite Trail Horse!

 

Ok folks. Last “Gone With The Wind” ACTHA CTC post.

I only took about 80 photos on Sunday. Because quite frankly, I was freezing cold and sick of the wind. So, my focus was just taking the bare minimum of photos, so my fingers didn’t go numb.

After the Gate Obstacle, which was Obstacle #2, Colleen drove up to pick up the judges and I asked her how to cut across to Obstacle #6, The Windy City Bridge Obstacle, so we could be ahead of the riders. She informed me that Obstacle #6 had been switched with Obstacle #5 (The Airs Above Ground Jump Obstacle). Good thing I asked. But she still could only give me some vague directions to find the obstacle, basically, just head west until you start seeing orange paint and ribbons. If we started seeing pink ribbons we had gone too far west.IMG_0288   

With Jax driving, and a trail map, we drove west, and even though we tried to drive at a northerly angle, we still managed to end up at Obstacle #6, which had been changed to the Jump Obstacle. It was great to see my sweet friend, Lynnette there, though. She owns a gorgeous Arabian mare, named Tango, and Apache and I have ridden with her a number of times.  That’s her on the left.

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We didn’t stick around to visit, though, because I wanted to make sure we arrived at the Bridge Obstacle before the horses and riders, and with some extra time for me to plan out my photo location and angles.

We left Obstacle #6 and drove north and down through a deep arroyo and finally found The Windy City Bridge, Obstacle #5.

Jax tested out the bridge and helped me line up my location and photo angles. 

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And about 15 minutes later the riders and horses arrived. And it was game-on!

Of all 19 horses, I think there was only one that refused the bridge and flag obstacle.

Most of the horses very willingly stepped up onto the bridge and walked across. The Open Riders had to stop their horses in the middle of the bridge and have them stand there for the count of 5.

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This is the horse that refused to cross the bridge. The horse was probably thinking, “What’s the point of crossing that wooden contraption, when I can easily just cross the arroyo down here?”

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Even though he earned no points crossing the bridge, Joe and his PMU Draft gelding, who were riding as NMSAR Safety riders, decided to try it anyway. My camera loves this horse, so I was happy to snap a photo.

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 Most horses just strolled across like it was no big deal, even with the colorful flag flapping violently in the wind just behind them. I think the flag was there to psyche out the riders more than for spooking the horses.

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 And here’s our favorite Appaloosa, Lady Bug ridden by our NM blogger friend, DunAppy.

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The Open Rider’s horses were just fine with standing still on the bridge for the count of 5.

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Mike’s Paso Fine mare, Electra, danced across the bridge in her special speedy gait.

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This gal, R and her beautiful mare are my neighbors. I discovered this fact yesterday, when she contacted me on FaceBook about buying a photo CD. R lives within riding distance, just over a hill and a few fields. Val and I actually rode past her house a couple summers ago, and she walked up to us and said Hello.

This was their first ACTHA ride and they did a terrific job.

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I had doubts that Dawn and her Arabian would make it across the bridge. But they finally did, albeit a little wonky.

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I wanted to take a better photograph of the two of them, so I shot this one really quickly after they finished the obstacle.

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And then it was time for my friend Theresa and her handsome Zeema, a Hungarian Warmblood/Lipizzaner cross to cross the bridge. They did so perfectly.

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I really like the zebra saddle pad.

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And of course, Jessica and her rescued Palamino went across the bridge like they do it every day…and they probably do.

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Her partner Charles and his coming 3 year old paint were unfazed by the bridge crossing just as they were by all the other obstacles that day.

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I was happy to take a group photo of that last bunch of riders before we hopped in the Mule to take us back to WNCR so I could burn all the photos onto CD.

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On the way back, I snapped off this photo of one of the NMSAR Safety Riders and his Tennessee Walker gelding. We rode with them in an ACTHA ride last Spring and Apache really disliked this horse. We had to keep our distance because she would toss her head, pin her ears, and give the stink eye.

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Almost back to the WNCR CTC camp we stumbled upon this interesting “art sculpture”. The barb wire, twisted metal and coyote skeleton were protecting a fairly deep hole in the ground, probably to keep cattle and horses from investigating and falling in.

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At the end of the ride, DunAppy pulled me aside and said she had something special to give me. For me?!

And I was thrilled that she gave me a jar of her homemade grape jam and a jar of the best homemade bread and butter pickles EVER! I was honored that she shared them with me and I must admit, have been enjoying these tasty treats every day since the CTC. Thank you DunAppy!

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So that’s it for the “Gone With The Wind” ACTHA photos.

My next Photo Assignment is this weekend, where I will be photographing the America's Favorite Trail Horse Audition at 4 Winds Equestrian Center in Estancia, New Mexico.

There have been regional auditions all across the country this month, with a few still happening this weekend.

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America's Favorite Trail Horse will be aired on Dish Network and Cable. (Direct TV is in the works!). There will be 13 one hour shows and America will be voting for their Favorite Trail Horses who could win huge prizes, including gifts, cash and even a new barn!!

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All regional winners will be invited to come to the National Finals at the Franklin Family Ranch, near Austin, Texas May 8th - 12th, 2011.

In at least 10 of the selected televised episodes, America will vote for their favorite Trail Horse. The horse with the most votes will win $5,000 for that day's performance!!!

Grand Prize winners will be announced and their performance shown on a full length nationally televised TV show.

1st place - $25,000

            2nd place - $15,000

                        3rd place - $10,000

Check it out, and you will see some of the riders and horses that I photographed in this post!

I am honored, and a little nervous, to be invited to participate in this weekend’s regional AFTH Audition as the event’s Official Photographer. Wish me luck!