Sorry 'bout the delay in answering on this one, I didn't get home 'til after 10 last night and have been covered up at work all day today.
I'm glad you reminded me about that cart wreck. Now I know why I quit riding with that particular person. Wreckless is the most polite word I can come up with to describe him. When your horse ends up in a ditch so deep that only his chin will stick out the top when he stands on his tip toes, something ain't quite right. And they had to whip him pretty bad to make him climb outta there. Otherwise I think he would've layed there and died. The whole thing could've been avoided if he'd just tied him up on the other side of the culvert. He would've still been in sight of the cabin. He was just making him go to prove a point, but I don't he made quite the point he wanted to. All he proved to me is that he was dangerous and didn't care about his horses.
(off soapbox now)
LOL...we've all got them:), but I agree with you.
That's pretty much why I'm not real fond of organized trail rides. It seems there is always a nutty one in the bunch. I'm too old and have already hit the ground to often to ride with those types.
Becky
Yep, that was good enough reason to quit riding with them.
Yesterday, I was able to wrangle a trip up near the Amish. After the business part was over and I was close anyway, I drove on over to the settlement. They have been cooking sorghrum molasses the past week and I did bring back a quart. Can't wait to try this year's batch. Didn't have enough time to drive around and visit the people I know. Had to rush back to work.
Several corn fields were full of shocked corn stalks. Wish I had taken a picture. : )