Your most EXTREME trail ride!
Ok, so I want to know what kind of EXTREME you go to with your trail rides and how much you push your horses.
Alex and I go pretty wild sometimes. :) but we only do stuff we know the horses CAN do. We go up hills and jumping logs when we KNOW its safe. What do you do with your horses? How extreme do you go?
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I'm totally extreme. I ride past horrific, evil, murderous alpacas xD
I don't push my horse very hard because a) he's old and b) he doesn't pay anywhere near enough attention to where he puts his feet as he should.
Well, a couple of the trails up at Mammoth Cave are pretty extreme for me, since I come from the land of sand footing and pine trees... HUGE rocks that require jumping up, and rocky trails on the edge of 300' drop-offs. No short-cut, you just have to keep going.
Fun, but SCARY!!
I guess it all depends on what your definition of extreme is.
I haven't ridden my horse off 4 foot high rocks. I don't jump anything higher than 2ish feet unless something dangerous is chasing. I don't do heights, so avoid those 6 inch wide trails that go along the sides of cliffs. Nor do my trails generally have alpacas or alligators or other scary wildlife!
I think my most extreme ride so far was the 2008 Old Dominion 100 miler. During that ride, we had heat (temp was 103 in the shade at the 10am hold), humidity, the infamous OD rocks, and horrible thunderstorms (including hail, heavy rain, and lightning hitting things much too close for comfort). The glow sticks that were supposed to mark the trail after dark failed and so we rode the last several hours having to look for trail markings by the light of a very small flashlight. It took us 15 hours and 53 minutes, but we finished all 100 miles.
The next morning, Dream looked like she could have gone out and done it again:
Everybody's definition of extreme is different
Wow! And I thought I was going extreme! Nice work guys!!!
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Empire, CO to Waldorf, 1987. We had one section of single person width between the trees. One of us went ahead to catch, then we sent our herd leader, Tyke through first, then one by one while we walked through behind them. We did the same on the way back. We started at 8AM and got back to the beginning about 6PM that day. They stopped maintaining that road in the 1970's, I think. It's brutal and you can hike, or ride or ATV it, but no longer drive up to the town. AND, if you don't have my FIL's old slides from the 1950's, you may not even know WHERE the town really was.
ALSO, when they gave up on the 1st Red River Campaign in LA, April, 1994,a week long event, all of the Cumberland guard bugged out in trucks with the National Guard but WE had to ride 36 miles to our parking lot. One of the bridges was washed out, but we had topo maps. We were only supposed to march/ride 12-15 miles/day.
Painted Horse--I always love your photos.
I think my mare would break her leg on some of those trails in the pictures Painted Horse! My mule... no problem for her, but I sure wouldn't want to be in the saddle!
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