I am so bummed! I went to see a friend at a Mounted Shooting demo. Lots of action that I tried to capture with my camera, but most of the photos turned out looking like this:
Next time, I go to photograph any kind of fast movement, I’ll bring my other camera. No guarantee there either since the lighting was bad, there was smoke from gun fire, and they were going really, really fast, but maybe a better chance of getting at least one good shot.
So here’s what I got:
This is an 11 year old rider. At age 10 and 11, kids ride with cap guns, rather than the 45 Revolvers. Then after their ride, they shoot 3 balloons from the ground. Kids younger than that run the patterns without shooting.
The old west costumes are interesting, showing a little bit of the personality of the rider. This lady was the dressiest. In the photo, she is putting out new balloons for the next rider.
This is my friend, riding with an Annie Oakley look.
After the Mounted Shooting, there was an Extreme Cowboy Race demonstration. I’d never heard of this before. It reminded me of Competitive Trail Riding only more “Extreme”. The kiddy pool had toys in it and crackled and bounced around as the horses walked through it. I won’t be taking up this sport…
This narrow wood walkway teeter-tottered. Gasp!
A couple of the people doing slingshot, actually shot their horse in the back of the head. Poor babies.
I rode Luke on Saturday. No scary obstacles for us. Should have done a better job removing the bridle sweat marks.
Luke has a new pasture pal, a Rhinelander.
The rest of the weekend was spent on yard work — burning twigs and raking and vacuuming up leaves.
My beaver supervised.
Java found one of her bones to keep her occupied.
Wow! There’s actual grass under those leaves!
I only got a couple panels of the fence sealed so far. The temperature isn’t cooperating.
Java has a new friend next door. They race back and forth along the fence (too fast for my stupid camera to catch them). All I could get was the after-shot.