With the weather changing, it was time to get the horses settled in winter pasture. Jack's place has about 100 acres of hay meadows that have some good green picking to keep the horses busy until deep snow comes. Today, we ran the fence and got them settled.
They should enjoy the view of the foothills to the Big Horns. This past week brought in a skiff of snow.
Once I got ole pard cornered and caught, we saddled up and went for a ride. He's still a bit stoved up, but coming around. A little light exercise wouldn't hurt him.
On the top edge of these fields is a canal system that carries water from Clear Creek.
It first passes through Sand Draw, which comes by its name honestly.
Chief and I found one open gate.
No problem.
When Jack went looking for water he tapped into an artesian well, which means it is free flowing. The overflow dumps into a stock tank near the house.
Once done, I trailed the horse out my window to this land flowing with milk and honey.
And turned them loose.
Happy campers.
Good stuff. Horses can be more work than they're worth, sometimes. But they get me out and about, if nothing else. I enjoy taking care of critters. It keeps a guy humble when something else depends on you. They'll do just fine for the next month or two. Then I'll have to start pitching them some hay. We'll play it by ear.
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