Join Date: Sep 2009
Location: Taranaki New Zealand.
Painted Horse, you know I'm going to turn up on your doorstep one day, right?
Speaking of flashfloods (kinda), this wednesday gone we had 97mm of rain in 2 hours. In my particular area floods aren't a problem, we have too much up and down. However slips on tracks can be real issues. On friday I managed to grab enough time to skive off and have a quick ride. I rode just behind our house, it is a good ride with everything that makes a ride interesting, steep ups and downs, a nice little bit of cantering country and a river crossing, while still only taking an hour and a bit round trip. Anyway Phoenix and I were half way down the first steep hill, we got around a corner and the rest of the track looked as though it had been hosed down, I could see where the massive volume of water rushing down had scoured it out.
At the bottom of the hill was the first slip. I wasn't sure what I wanted to do, it was not a particularly big slip, only 2.5 meters wide and just over half a meter deep, however it had some small trees in it's midst. I was tossing up whether to get off Phoenix and let her get herself across and I would wade through as best I could or whether to just chance it and ride her through. I don't know how long I mucked around trying to make up my mind but it was obviously too long for Phoenny, she took matters into her own hands and charged on through. She is so awesome!
Near the top of the rather steep hill nearing home was the next slip. This one was a little bit deeper and nastier, made up entirely of red clay, very sticky and boggy ****. I didn't even get a chance to weigh up the 'to ride or get off' issue. Phoenix didn't even stop, it was belly deep and about four meters wide, she just plunged on through like it was something she did every day. All I could do was sit as still as possible, give her all the freedom she needed to get across and hope like hell we wouldn't get stuck.
So my little quick ride turned into more of an adventure than I expected!