Beautiful unexpectedly warm day. I took the younger dun horse out in the morning. At this point in his life every second of such a ride is important training, and not conducive to relaxation. I wouldn't say it isn't enjoyable. When you are able to present an idea to a horse and see him accept it, it is rewarding. Right now he is trying to get comfortable with the idea of being away from the barn and his buddy. As long as we are moving away from the barn all is well. Turn towards home, and he gets very excited. The the closer we get to the barn the more he winds up. It is like a car load of kids going to Disneyland. By the time they get in view of the castle they are out of their minds with excited anticipation. He isn't that bad, but he would be if I let him.
After lunch it was the bay's turn. It was a short mile and a half to " Mountain View Cemetery". When I got there I hobbled the horse, and set on a marble bench with a view of the Idaho hills. Someone on the original cemetery committee must have moved here from Kansas and labeled them "mountains".
I could not figure out whose guest I was. The etching on the bench included a nice inspirational poem that was pretty devoid of any spiritual meaning. It seemed to be dedicated to someone who was a father, and a brother, and was nicknamed " Worm". Obviously it was written for someone other than me.
Now that hunting is over for me, I can attempt to get some good pictures of the dogs on point without the pressure of trying to get a shot with a camera, and a gun at the same time.
They hunt year round, mostly for birds, but when that gets slow they turn to field mice. They don't point the mice. For them their approach is more direct. Pounce then dig!!
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