Discovered Lake Texoma, on the Oklahoma side, has the most marvelous thing!
EQUESTRIAN CAMPGROUNDS at Platter Flats!
Full electric hook ups, horse pens at each station, water at every station! Lots of really cool trails with challenging terrain and lots to look at!
I don't think we got any pictures that weekend, we were too busy riding, but it was like... 110 here that weekend. It was a dry heat... for us... fortunately, but still miserable. We took the horses for swims in the lake - Had Superman and Sarge there for back up ponies in case the kids came out or if Gina or Trigger decided to act super dumb (Trigger DID that second day, so I rode Sarge instead). Had a blast letting them play in the water and graze by the lake.
Stayed three days.
About three weeks ago, B, who helps me with our horses, snagged me up... we loaded up Sarge, Gina, Trigs, Superman, and four of us went riding on a 3000 acre place about 15 miles from here with some VERY punchy kids... think lots of youngsters that are young enough to pretend to be the Tombstone Revenge Posse on mules, a TWH, and a bunch of quarter horses.
We did some serious brush popping, went down some 20 ft ravine banks to the creek, almost had to swim the horses across in some places, and back UP the banks on the opposite sides. The punchy kids were concerned when I unloaded Trigs (Think kids, both boy and girl, ranging from ages 10 to 19) and they leaned in and quietly, worriedly, asked B "Can she can keep up?".
Trigger and I shocked them. That little paint pony can get it on. We went through some muddy spots where it was just over his knees... and while the bigger heavier horses had to really put effort into it, Trigger has a very... pistony?... trot and we took that muddy quick sandy portion of the creek at a trot. He just clipped right on through.
They have very nice feed truck roads complete with low water bridges - I let Trigger off his chain and we joined the Revenge Posse a few times. Just letting him trot and gallop and slow lope helped us get along so much better. He likes to play a little with his friends, so we did that.
Last weekend at the rodeo, those same kids were talking me up to my husband and his best friend from HS... another very punchy guy and good friends the the kids' dads. They were crazy surprised at Trigger and I. :P
I was proud to have impressed them with 'that little paint horse' as they kept calling him.
Friday morning, I bought my first horse trailer. A steel 3 horse slant with LQ. I hitched up to the F250, loaded the generator, gas cans, YETI cooler, horse tack, changes of clothes and boots and spurs... and Trigger, me, and Gina rolled out alone at 3 pm that afternoon. We met a friend and her daughter, and a friend of theirs (She has the most adorable little 'show class' Welsh mare, and they're perfectly proportioned for each other) at the Caddo National Grasslands near Bonham, and we spent the weekend camping with horses. We had the place to ourselves, Friend, her daughter, and I were the only ones that camped, her friend just came out for the day... a few other equestrians came out and rode but left.
We had a loose horse incident... while we were gone Saturday morning on our first ride, Gina panicked and broke loose from her hi-line. The lead rope came apart at a knot (We use cowboy rope halters w/leads) and she tried to track us.
It was like losing your kid at the mall! The SECOND I saw she was gone, just the change in my voice caused Trigger to deteriorate emotionally. Friend noticed and was shocked at how intuitive he is. She said just the slightest bit of tension in my body, the faintest trace of worry and it was like a switch got flipped. Bless his horsey heart.
Anyway - I called and called for her. A couple of ladies who were parked at the entrance of the park and had been on seperate trails from us asked if I'd had a loose horse... then said, oh yeah, we rode past her about 30 minutes in... (Stared at them... and you didn't think to pony her out? She's obviously friendly but lost!) But at least I knew where to start looking.
I loosened Trig's saddle up, tied him to a hitching post near the trailhead... he was calling for her too, and I'd hoped if I was going the wrong direction, she'd hear him and be waiting on me when I doubled back...and I set off walking on foot up the trail they had seen her on... still calling her up like we were at home (Wooooo Gina! Woooo Gina!) And about the time I was going to give up, go back, get Trigger and friends and us all ride out in a search party - she came trotting up along a trail connection, head up, eyes wide, ears forward, soaked with worry sweat.
MOOOMMMMMMM! I GOT LOST AND I WAS SO SCARED! I tried tracking you guys but I lost you! OH I'm so glad you found me! I was looking everywhere and those ladies didn't even HELP me!
Bless her... she's a good girl. Just didn't like being left alone in a strange place.
Husband and son came down that evening but went home that night. Son rode her for the evening ride... regretted wearing cargo shorts (Chaffed! OMG MOM THIS HURTS! I will never do this again! You were right!) I rode Gina the next day. Trigger, for all his screwball, highly emotional personality, doesn't panic when left alone and tied. (By then my friend's fiance was there and he kept an eye on Trigger. Read that as... napped nearby, fell asleep talking to him)
All in all, it was a great weekend.
It's also been great to reconnect with this friend of mine. It's because of her I started riding back in 6th grade. We spent many hours on her pony and a borrowed, hard headed, rough old ranch horse, poking around creek bottoms and the woods and pastures. Then we hit middle school and started to grow apart, then by H.S. we were living in two different worlds it seemed. Now we're meeting once or twice a month at various horse-friendly camp grounds and events... and that's why I had to have a rig I could sleep in. Can't keep hauling two rigs everywhere (Stock trailer and F-250, 5th Wheel and 2nd Gen Dodge 12V diesel).
Sorry so long winded. It's been a lot of fun though, and we've enjoyed this time reconnecting and rebonding with our equine buddies as the common thread between us... once again.
Pictures below. Friend was the photog, so not a lot of her unless she was taking sneaky selfies, which she then sent to me.
"We are here to laugh at the odds and live our lives so well that death will tremble to take us."
Last edited by AtokaGhosthorse; 09-17-2018 at 09:31 PM.