This weekend, DH and I swam to central PA for the 25th anniversary Glass Memorial CTR. We were both entered in the Lick Ridge Challenge (the 2-day 50). Mother nature was yet again in a bad mood, as we got 2-3 inches of rain the day before the ride. This was the radar as we were driving to the ride:
And that led to the "creek" local to the ride camp looking like this as we arrived:
Luckily camp itself was at the top of a hill, so had drained fairly well. We got in and parked without tractor assistance. The rain stopped by mid-morning and the clouds were trying to break up some by lunchtime. Temps were chilly in the mid-40s, with a brisk cold wind. But seeing as temps hit the mid-80s at this ride last year, we were not complaining.
I was supposed to ride a friend's Morgan (who I have ridden a few times in the past), but upon her arrival at camp I was told there had been a change of plans. She was going to ride that horse herself and I was to ride another friend's arab/standardbred gelding as his owner was unexpectedly unable. Surprise!
Saturday morning was clear but cold, temps overnight must have just touched freezing as there was frost on the ground and a slight skim of ice on the water buckets. But it wasn't raining and the sun was sometimes out, so we would take it! Trails were wet in places, but were drying up nicely all things considered.
At the end of day 1, Possum looked great (that is his owner beside us).
Saturday afternoon, we had a lovely meal and then the awards ceremony for the people who rode just that day (this ride does 2 one-day 25s, 2 one-day 12.5s, and a 2-day 50). The ride manager was also given several special gifts, as this was the 25th anniversary of the ride, which she (and her family) have run all 25 years! This ride is like a giant family reunion, and even people who are new to the sport feel like they have known everyone forever. The ride had record attendance this year, and a lot of people were first-timers. The ride manager even opened up her house for those of us who wanted to watch the Preakness (which she does every year).
Sunday morning was also cool, but much more clear. Trails had dried out more, though a few spots were still pretty awful after being tromped thru by all the horses the day before. But the sun was out and the brisk wind had stopped, so it was a lovely day to be on trail. This was a repeat of the trail from the day before, so the horses were familiar with it and moved right along.
At the end of the day, Possum took Reserve Champion! Not bad at all for a horse with a strange rider on his back.