Friday, July 21, 2017

The Internet Ate My Blog

I was frustrated with blogger.  So I tried wordpress...which had a learning curve that I'm still, um, curving.  Somehow it seems the Internet didn't get the memo about the move.

SO

I am now at www.whatthehellisrosedoingnow.com

Go there!  And be entertained! Or go play outside, that is also good.

Wednesday, May 17, 2017

Wordpress Retreat

So I got fed up with google drive and took everything off.  There were over 13,000 duplicate files.  But my photos on this blog also disappeared (because the stupid drive had everything all together).  I set up a separate site for "Road to Tevis 2017" thinking it would be a separate blog so the masses (all 3 of you) who read whatthehellisrosedoingnow  wouldn't have to endure endless horsey stuff.  And I've been trying to set up my blog on wordpress.  I'd have SOOOO many more options!

But it's too many options.  It's essentially a full time job to set it up, or I'd have to hire someone.  I just want to write!

So I'm retreating to blogger.  The posts that aren't here will be added.  I'll re-add the photos for the old posts.  And hopefully catch up on writing about South Africa, the Cross Country Horse Acquisition Adventure, the Road to Tevis 2017, and of course the usual collection of random stuff that happens to catch my interest.


ONE HOUR LATER....Now I remember why I fled blogger.  It's the photo management.  To add a photo, it has to be in Google Photos...in an album...but then the blog puts it somewhere...OMG.  Seriously.  So frustrated

Monday, March 6, 2017

From the Mists of Time

My teenage years were rocky.  If you knew me, you're thinking THAT'S the understatement of the century.  It is not an exaggeration to say I barely survived.  One of the key things that got me through was horses.  But not just horses.  Kelly's horses.  And Kelly herself.

I lost track of her sometime in 10th or 11th grade and was ecstatic when she finally turned up on facebook after more than 15 years!  We met up in Florida last weekend while I was there for, yup, a horse thing.

We visited the horses, goat, pig, and cows, painted nails, collected eggs, found a carpenter bee, rode a pony, and generally just didn't have nearly enough time to catch up on 15 years.
Kelly - I remember riding my bike the 3.5 miles to the farm (apparently, you reminded me, with my cup of quarters to pay for my lessons).  I spent so much time at the farm, my memories run together a bit.
I remember wearing 3 turtlenecks and Carharts to muck stalls in the winter.  The wheelbarrow would be so heavy I had to get a running start to get up the ramp to the spreader.  Sometimes it was icy and the momentum carried the whole wheelbarrow, and me with it, into the manure spreader.
I remember the first time I jumped a 4' fence and the first time we rode off the farm and galloped up the edge of a big field.
I remember asking for lunge lessons so I could ride without my stirrups and reins (I still like this).
I remember learning to wrap legs. And clean tack.  And reassemble the bridle I had taken apart.
I remember sitting in the aisle watching the farrier.
I remember my least favorite chore of pulling the dirt covered hose out of the arena after I watered it and recoiling it.  A close second was cleaning stalls in the upper barn when the geese were in it.  They terrified me.
I remember sitting on Rebel bareback while he grazed after I'd finished my work.  And when you would bring me chicken nuggets from McDonalds, or even better, when I got to ride in the truck and go along.
I remember when you started dating Ed.  He would put my bike in the back of his truck and drive me home when I was there until after dark.  

I suppose he was a keeper since you still have him and are raising a wonderful, dirt covered tiny human.

 I am so glad to have found you.  Without you, Summer, Irish, Liz, Rebel, Harrington, and the rest of the crew, I wouldn't be a (mostly) functional adult human.  You also gave me an amazing foundation for my riding.  If you do even 1/2 as good a job with your own tiny human, she'll be ready for anything.
Also, you fed me.  Bacon.  I will be back.


Saturday, December 31, 2016

Thanks Universe

So after flying to newark, staying with my parents for a day, driving my truck to virginia, hunting  2 days in a row, having christmas, picking up my trailer, driving to michigan, picking up Stevie and 2 horses, spending a night in oklahoma, a night in new mexico, a night in arizona, and stopping to ride the vegas strip...we are on our way to camp with the horses at Joshua Tree for New Years.
Then Mary Lee,  fellow 2014 Mongol Derby Rider messages Stevie...
And instead of a cold rainy windy night in the trailer, we are tucked in snug and warm at Mary Lee's with the horses in the back yard.
Thanks universe! And Mary Lee!
Happy New Year!

Thursday, December 15, 2016

RTWC - Maps 'n Stuff

In addition to photos, I also have GPS tracks!!

I am now totally engrossed fiddling with Garmin BaseCamp and Google Earth.  So you will have to wait for Training Rides Part 2 and tolerate my fumbling first attempts to create cohesive, comprehesible maps.  If it doesn't make sense, tell me now.  The maps are just beginning!

Start Camp was here.
From the insane scribble of GPS track, I have a pretty good idea of where stuff was in camp.
p.s. Assume north is up on maps unless otherwise specified.

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