roll out the barrel

Days have turned into weeks, and my saddle time continues at the speed of walk. I think my sore back is finally calmed down enough to begin progressive riding?! I know it will be limited at best, as I still find myself bracing. My stiffness promptly results in a "what's your problem" look from my horse. We've lost so much ground. Sigh. Every time we restart, which seems to happen a lot to us, the connection comes back faster. Right? At least that's my hope.

For a change of pace, we rode in the pasture last night. While Brad & Nemo loped a storm up, we plodded along enjoying the sights and sounds. Up and over, around - but not through the low lying area filled with thick black horse sucking mud. It was a beautiful night to be outside riding!

My hubby, the adventurer, was up to no good and looking for a challenge. Something to do out of the norm. Apparently the first pasture ride of the season wasn't enough. Koda spotted their find first, and wanted to investigate. Brad had pulled a plastic white barrel out of the brush, that the wind had misplaced. By the time we got to them, Nemo was doing a good job of trying to roll it. Which is interesting, because he has never liked rolling exercise balls. I guess barrels are different.

Koda was all ears and wanted to try rolling it too. We quickly discovered the barrel was doing more spinning then rolling. Between the four of us, we managed to get the barrel rolled out to mid-pasture. We decided it was time to call it quits when Koda tried stepping on it...what was he thinking? He's a trick pony?? Wish I had packed my phone cam to capture this rollin' kinda fun! A good reminder, that it's not all about technique or goals, sometimes ya just gotta roll out the barrel!!

Koda rolling his own barrel