After a very intense week of schoolwork I took a break and saddled Mr. Mule. I am SO glad that I took Badger as the snow was still knee deep. It was too soft to stay on top even with snow shoes.
Badger was such a good, if reluctant sport, as usual. He slogged his way through drifts that came to his chest and carried me with great care over a snow hidden terrain.
We spent 3 hours wandering the valley and woodlands. The snow mobiles raced through the same valley but they never saw us.
We headed up and into the hills following deer trails and by the time we ended up on Tigen road, Badger really had a workout.
This is a good thing as he and I are begining our training for our first 50 mile endurance race this year.
In a few weeks we will start a new training program.
I smile as I type this because I know of a certain son of mine that is training for an upcoming half marathon I believe. I think we both just love competition, although I've taken it to the equine world...
and he is doing it on his own power.
I did that once too, when I was his age!
Hope those ten miles worked out well son!
My workout was easier but probably much more fun!
Monday, March 05, 2007
This should be a family 'must'. It really does take a coordinated effort to produce the ice cream.
What else to do with all the snow that we've recieved the past two weeks, but put it to work in helping us make ice cream. The snow is packed on the outside of the ice cream canister and mixed with salt as the machine churns...
The result is this fabulous REAL ice cream, made the way you like it!
Looks like I'll be learning how to do this from my mother in law. After all a grandma needs to be able to produce something extra special for the grandkids, right?
Friday, March 02, 2007
Like a hammer it has pounded us since Wednesday evening. Sleet, snow, ice, rain, back to snow again. And the fierce winds!
I walked to the ridge twice today and once out to the tobacco shed. I walked through drifts that covered out road. Poor Morris, when he got off the road he was in above his head.
One the way back home my tracks had filled in with snow from the wind and the driving sleet like snow.
Beautiful but very treacherous. I did not risk the drive to work today. It was not a good idea.
Boy, it sure was pretty though.