A few days before the Lake Almanor Hustle, I was having a lot of anxiety about Tevis. I am not sure what exactly triggered all of my fear. My guess is that it was a combination of things, coupled with “one of those days.” I had a pretty good pity party for myself before I […]
I feel like I need to have a good cry. I had a discouraging day. I am feeling defeated. I’m recovering from an injury and my horse (not my Tevis horse, thank goodness) came up lame. And then Asali didn’t accept the crupper again today after I’ve tried a few times with her now. My […]
On Friday afternoon, the 31st of May, I found myself in Foresthill, camping off Bath Road, in the place that would turn into a busy vet check come the day of the Tevis Cup 100-Mile-One-Day-Ride. I parked next to my hoof trimmer and friend, Dianna, who was there with her Arabian gelding, Launi. Once I […]