I have spring fever. The horses have spring fever. It is not yet spring, despite the ever-warming sun and lengthening daylight. Sometimes, though, I just have to pretend it is spring ... and ride.
Yesterday, with the sun shining down and the thermometer finally hitting double digits, Rhio and I just had to wander. With the big melt of several weeks ago, we now have lakes of ice everywhere, especially in the driveway. Once past the 50 yards of solid ice on the driveway, the very center of the gravel road is clear enough to walk carefully down, and the tarmac of the paved road is not only clear but dry, too. I decided we would head over to visit Red, tiptoeing carefully across the ice and crossing all available fingers, toes, and hooves.
We made it, there and back again, though I had to dismount and hand-walk one shady ice section. Our total mileage: 1 1/2 miles. But, of course that's not why we did this ride - it was all about Spring Fever.