Sunday afternoon we gathered maps, lists of homes for sale, and headed out to look at properties. We saw some 'interesting' places, most of 'em we wouldn't want to live in.
We did drive by this old barn and cattle in a 'golden' pasture. Lots of character. This one wasn't
Today we stayed home and relaxed. Jerry and I will be working out of town for a week or two and wanted to have some quiet peaceful time together. We decided to go ride for a while before it got too hot. We called our three horses in from pasture, saddled up and headed back to the river.
Remember the river? The Cosumnes River runs behind The Ranch. To refresh your memory I am posting a picture of the river as it appeared in May when we had our mini Extreme Cowboy competition. This one was taken as we charged across the river as a group. Do Not Try This Stunt At Home!THE CHARGE of the COSUMNES RIVER!
This is The Cosumnes River as it appears today. A dry river bed. This is not an unusual occurrence, by this time every year, it is dry until the rains come again in late autumn. It does make for a neat ride.
The river bed changes from gravel bed, to deep sand, to areas of odd looking red stone formations. It was hard work for the horses, I know this first hand. I got off 'Rock' and walked along beside her for a while, a very short while.
Jerry is on 'Remington', leading Cheyenne; I am on 'Rock' taking pictures. The horses spy a deer running up the river bank.
'Remington' decided he was hot, sweaty and tired of walking. He was down rolling in the sand before Jerry knew it.
After a long, hot ride, a roll in the sand is just what Remington needs. He waited until his tack is off and the ride is over.
Saddles and bridles off, a few good rolls in the sand; now time for scratches. 'Rock' demands her turn first and gets a satisfying neck scratching from Jerry and some love-bites from 'Remington'.