Ride Time

The weather forecast being iffy, we chose to ride on Saturday. Doesn't matter that the dust bunnies are growing, they'll be there when we get back.

We trailered over to Marriottsville; the club grounds were full of overnight campers, busy. Some riders were coming back in from riding, others, like us, were just heading out. There were several hikers, etc., on the trails - nice day to be out in the woods. Fluffs is very friendly and has to stop to say hi to the bikers and hikers. We saw a guy on the trail near the woodstock, he had his canoe in the water. Fluffs said hi. At the woodstock the boys were tied to the hitching post nearest the road (in the shade) and the guy must have said to his wife and in-laws that the horses were friendly. There ended up being a small crowd petting the boys and getting photographed while we ate our lunch. When we came out the boys were sleeping - hate to wake them! They get so relaxed there.

On the way back, at the convergence of Piney Run and the Patapsco River a big BOOM of thunder sounded. I jiggled, he was pretty good about it. We hurried to the bridge, pausing under it for a minute. In the past we've been known to sit under the bridge and wait for the weather to clear. He said, 'should we make a run for it.' I said, 'yes,' half-way up the hill he said, 'the operative word was "run," and we aren't.'

We never got wet and the thunder didn't sound again until we were in the trailer. It started raining after we stowed everything away, loaded the boys and heading down the road. Deja' vu all over again. Glad I wasn't camping out, lots of people were doing just that. Later on at home we got about an inch of rain, the boys hiding in the run-in shed.