@Hondo: Statistics indicate that the first 6 months of motorcycle ownership are the most dangerous and the best advice in my opinion for motorcycle safety is to literally ride as if you were totally invisible...
Thanks for the good advice. We've been reading a lot and watching videos. For some reason I've always wanted to own a motorcycle, even though I've only been behind other people on them. Not a thrill seeker but am attracted to "fun." Our thought is to buy a used, less powerful bike and learn to ride discreetly in parking lots (DH has some experience but from many years ago), then take our driving tests, then test drive and get the ones we want to own.
@SueC: I don't think horses like Chip and Bones were crazy at the outset - I don't think their technicolour, larger-than-life, turned-up characters are craziness, but I think they are more prone to developing craziness, like self-mutilation, if they are kept in conditions that don't let them explore and work and have sufficient mental and physical stimulation and socialising...
...PS: A semantic point: Above I am distinguishing "pathological crazy" from the other use of crazy, the good-crazy joie de vivre and antics of horses like Chip and Bones, and people like ourselves
It makes me feel warm inside to think about Julian having you, and Bones having
Yes, we're the "good crazy." And I say my horses are crazy sometimes. But it's "good crazy."
I think people have a low tolerance for "neurodiversity" in animals as well as humans.
I saw a very good video on FB that brought up the idea that neurodiversity might be good for our genes and what we consider abnormal such as autism and ADHD could be thought of as normal variants.
Something I heard once really stuck with me, and it was the idea that we're all on a varying spectrum of being joyful vs depressed, lethargic vs energetic, thinking clearly vs dwelling on unhealthy thoughts, etc. Yet we've set this line where things suddenly become abnormal. If you were one step back, you could be considered normal, and one step forward, psychotic. So to me it says we're all steps away from psychosis, LOL. It makes me accept that I don't have to be always in one state, but it's healthy to go up and down the line. And if someone steps over for a moment, that doesn't mean they'll stay there forever.
I'm learning to accept people for being neurologically diverse from me. That doesn't mean they all can do the same job, safely. It doesn't mean I can stand being around them all the time. But they can still be great people. Horses too!
Today was very hot
for us. 75 degrees F (24 C) at 6 p.m. - it tends to get hotter at the coast as the day goes on, and often we get the highest temperatures in the evening rather than when the sun is high.
Nala's rider and I rode carefully since the horses have most of their winter coats in already. They didn't breathe hard at all, but did sweat a bit toward the end.
I'm getting so desensitized to bucking that sometimes I'm sort of lackadaisical about it now. Nala did a little galloping, Hero tried to run faster but was left behind. He'll try to spurt off but can't, so gets tripped up, then bucks. Then if I'm not too apathetic I give him a little spank with my flat-ended crop, he straightens out, and then canters awhile. After a few strides we tend to do it again, until we catch up closer to Nala.
It was nice being on Hero, since we were able to go in the ocean quite a bit on such a warm day. He ignores the waves when they crash on his legs. Nala, having hotter blood running through her veins, still jumps a little sometimes. I was suspicious Hero was thinking about laying down to roll in the water, so we kept going in and out whenever he tried to paw.
Amore will do anything to avoid water. It used to amaze me; I'd think, there is no way
we can go around this puddle, it takes up the entire trail. But she'd manage to get part of her hooves on 1 inch of dry ground and slink around the edge without getting wet. Of course she'd smash me into the bushes, but that was beside the point.
Today we had a whole pack of four big dogs come running at us. I understand letting your dogs run loose for exercise, and etc. But letting a whole pack run off toward horses or other people? Oh well, it was obvious as they got closer that there was no leader and they were just a pack of goof balls. The closer they got, the more confused they were about what to do after the initial mad rush, so before they reached us they split up and wandered off in a few directions.
The horses had a good wash down after the ride.