Even though almost all the snow here at the ranch had melted, this picture is from this past Saturday and is my view from the Tahoe before heading out to go horse hunting on the western slope of Colorado near Grand Junction. Scott followed behind with the truck and trailer (to give me a break from towing with a manual).
He loaded up his mountain bike in the tack room of the trailer, packed in the dogs and other gear.
It's a typical occurrence for us to make things a little more difficult than they need to be, and the snow proved to make this one of those occasions. Luckily, the snow and rain stopped a little before we reached our destination.
My first stop was just beyond the Black Canyon of the Gunnison to meet a horse named "Blue," and we ended up buying him. He's a big grey, quarter horse gelding that will make an awesome addition to the herd. He'll be a wrangler horse at first, and then we'll slowly drift him as a guest horse as he gets better and better.
The picture to the right is our muddy trip to the Escalante Canyon to see a horse. We didn't end up buying her, but the trip down the canyon was quite the adventure! Cows everywhere, mud galore from the recent rains. And, when we arrived we were bombarded by about six dogs, all different breeds and sizes from cattle dog breeds to a Doberman and Rottweiler.
If you're not already aware, the state of Colorado has a "fence out" statute that property owners must have a fence in decent repair set up to recover any damages that someone else's livestock makes. In other words, if you don't have a fence and your neighbor's cows come on your property and nibble on your window sills, there's generally no recourse you can take. Obviously the area in the picture to the right is open range, which makes the drive a bit slow.
The next stop was Glade Park to pick up "Indy," a bay, gaited Missouri Fox Trotter, which sent us right up Monument Road leaving Grand Junction and through the Colorado National Monument. The pictures below are of that drive. This was our last stop and after, Scott headed to Fruita and Moab for a quick mountain bike trip. So, the the dogs (Madly and Benjamin), Indy, Blue and I hopped in the truck and trailer and made the four hour drive back home before dark. It was sure nice to finally see Steamboat Mountain again!