Notes: A downed tree on Stacy Creek needed removed before our IMO the end of the month. I made a call to fellow Back Country Horsewoman Janine T. for help extracting said tree.
The tree wasn’t far up the trail from the trail head where Stacy Creek pours in to Mann Creek – also called: Deadhorse Gulch. *yikes*
We packed my saw and the rest of our gear on Bubba the mule and headed up stream. There are several challenging obstacles on this section of trail. The first and most difficult is getting across Mann Creek onto the Stacy Creek trail. Horses must navigate a 3-4 ft. rocky waterfall ledge.
Janine’s young dog, Chaps, had yet to make a creek crossing. The current is too strong for her to safely cross Mann Creek so I went back across and carried her over on J’Lo. J didn’t mind at all and Chaps acted like she owned the horse.
We cleared the tree without incident. It felt good to be clearing trail.
Notes: We checked coordinates and set some of the plates for our IMO ride the end of this month. The loop turned out to be longer than first estimated. Most of the IMO teams will appreciate the longer ride. I know I would. It should be a really fun ride for the teams.
We had to clear some low hanging trees across Stacy Creek and there is one downed tree I will go back and cut off the trail. It is doable – but would be better/safer for the riders to remove it. The trail has a few technical spots but nothing out of the ordinary for IMO’ers.
Notes: Karen and I saddled up our shooting horses for a post IMO Sunday ride. Candy (ride manager) filled us in on the local history and tried to clarify the private/public boundary’s. Not easy to decipher…the private land intertwines sporadically through public domain and has changed often. We did our best and figured all they could do is yell at us. We rode over to an old schoolhouse foundation and pondered what it must have been like to attend school 50 miles from anywhere out in the middle of nowhere. I didn’t have to ponder much – that was pretty much my childhood.
Karen’s horse, Annie, is getting more comfortable outside the arena with every ride.
Trail: IMO – (Lone Pine IMO) Danskin – Mt. Home area
Ave mph: 3.9
Max mph: 15.4
Riders: Circle Four
Horses: Jack – Jane – Zeke – Honor
Notes: IMO put on by The Die Hards 1 &2 north of Mountain Home off Danskin Mountain. Actually…on Danskin – which is really…really steep. Fortunately camp was only half way up the steep grade. My Trans Temp light came on moments before pulling off.
Karen and I arrived early Friday morning and set up camp on top the knoll. It was a bit breezy on and off but calmed down to almost perfect weather for the IMO ride.
Circle Four brought home 5th. place, finding all five markers in 3 hours – 11 minutes and 45 seconds. Our personal best this year.
The only down side to not getting lost is you don’t get to ride as many miles. We tracked the course in 11.8 miles.
Notes: When I first found Jack, we rode all over the place alone. Just him, me and Shade. Later on, another horse or mule was added to the herd and went along…usually as a tow. With the addition of J’Lo – I’m either riding Jack and towing J or vise-versa. Saturday, I decided to saddle up Jack and head out with just him, me and the dogs. It was a good opportunity to get the dogs out where they can get to water whenever they want and spend some quality time with my pony. Jack has never been herd or barn sour – probably because we have ridden alone so much. J’Lo is a great little horse – but I’d rather ride Jack any day of the week. He’s about as solid as they get…especially when your being chased by renegade Indians or, as in the case of this weekend…the post apocalyptic Immortan known as the infamous : Toecutter. Your evil warlord ways are no match for the mighty steed: Sir Dee Jack. However, the little orange “Official Friends of the Weiser River Trail vehicle” flag kind of ruined the whole “Mad Max” thing you had going on.
Riders: Circle Four (Jones, Dusty, Karen and Self)
Horses: Honor, Rooster, Jane and Jack
Notes: An Idaho Mounted Orienteering (IMO) ride set North of Hammett Idaho near the old Oregon Trail. We found all five markers in less than 5 hours and completed the course in 14.12 miles. We did MUCH better than we have in the past. Last year Jones and I placed third at this same ride. There are more teams and the competition is getting tougher. We mostly go just to find all five markers and try to finish the ride in 4 hours. Karen has a great sense of direction and is good at reading the map. Me – I pretty much just get the gates and have a knack for stumbling onto the plates without using the bearings.
Life flight was called in to haul out a lady that come off her mule. She was riding with another gal that is also an EMT. From what I hear – she is going to be fine.
Dogs: Hank (Shade stayed in camp – too hot and not enough water for her)
Notes: Karen and I went up Friday before the Hammett IMO. We brought both shooting horses to get them out on the trail and out of the arena. We went for a short ride Friday evening. Previous in the day we went for a short hike and found a micro-cache.
Riders: Circle 4 team +guest rider Alice S. (fellow CMSA shooter)
Horses: Jack – J’Lo – Annie – Jane – Dusty – Zip – Honor and Rooster
Dogs: Hank – Shade – Dealer – Savannah – Oscar (dogs stayed in camp. Too far and no water on the trail.
Notes: What a weekend. Fellow shooter Alice S. mentioned she would be in Idaho until our Nampa shoot. I invited her to our first IMO ride as our guest. We hauled in on Friday, set up camp and went for a hike searching for a geocache. The IMO race was Saturday – 22.13 miles and just under 8 hours later we found all five markers. Beautiful – interesting country. We learned a few things:
Jack is a rattlesnake magnet.
Trust in yourself and your teammates
Do not trust in your competitors.
Never pre-judge people. The person you find “different and odd” from first impression just might end up being a darn good friend.
You can fix anything with ingenuity and yellow duct tape.
If you get bit on the butt by a rattlesnake – your probably going to die.
Home really is where the heart is.
This weekend warrants it’s own blog piece – now to find the time…