by Fluffy:3 » Wed Dec 31, 2014 3:23 am
Date - 12/30/14
Entry - #1
My little Yakut horse and was assigned to me about 4 weeks ago and I could only find time to meet her today. The plane over to Mongolia was extremely long, but my excitement definitely kept me awake the whole flight. I brought my camera along with me so plenty of pictures can be taken! I'm just outside the stables now, time to meet my new mount!Date - 12/30/14
Entry - #2
Our first encounter, done. I decided to name her Millie immediately after meeting her. A stable hand had already brought her out into one of the little paddocks on the front since I called in about coming. They let me in and I walked right up to the little horse. She reminded me of a fat, shaggy school pony, but her little eyes had some spark in them. She's probably somewhere around 13.3 hh. I walked up to her side and patted her thick neck. She looked half asleep, but pleased with the attention. I started to turn back to the stable to grab a halter and lead rope and instantly slammed onto the ground. The little mare's head had tried to rub on my back, but I was leaning too far forward at the time for that, causing me to fall into the snow. I laughed and got up, quickly brushing as much snow off of me before it seeped into my clothes. That's how she earned the name 'Millie'; it means "gentle strength." Here's a picture one of the stable hands took of me and Millie (right before I fell haha).
Date - 12/31/14
Entry - #3
I arrived at the ranch early so I would have a little time to spare. I made sure all of my equipment was packed and ready to go several times before tacking up. Millie was calm and didn't even give a second thought about all of the commotion at the barn. Lots of other riders and stable hands were running around this morning, some people getting ready for the Yakut Lodge Challenge like me and others just doing their barn chores. Millie simply watched the people and horses from her stall, munching on her breakfast as I cinched her girth and buckled my saddlebags and sleeping bag to the back of her saddle. I checked my gear one more time before bridling and leading my pony out of the barn. I mounted outside and glanced over my map. Millie waited for my cue for her to go, a little squeeze with my calves, and we headed out on the trail. There was a photographer from a local newspaper taking pictures of the start of the challenge and he snapped a picture of Millie and me!
Millie and I are off to a great start on the trial. She was trudged along through the snow, flicking her ears back and forth. She didn't seem to mind anything, really. I pretty much just kept her going in front of my leg and let her walk on. About an hour or so down the trail, Millie's head shot up, her muscles tense and ears pricked forward. I nudged her forward and she took several more tentative steps before stopping and locking her knees. I peered through her ears and spotted a silly-looking dog trotting up to us. It approached Millie and then looked up at me with big eyes. It stood still for a second, Millie standing rock solid next to it, and then it jumped. It sprang right into my lap and my pony bolted. It was a good thing I hadn't loosened my leg too much since I was able to squeeze my thighs, bring my calves away and glue myself to the saddle. A few "whoa"s and "easy"s got Millie to calm down and come to a stop. The dog had jumped off after my horse spooked; it had already dashed back where it had come from and was out of sight by the time Millie halted. I patted the little horse and she puffed through her nose. I let her stand for another minute or two before asking her to walk on. Her walk definitely had some more spunk in it after meeting the dog.
It was freezing last night. Actually, it was below freezing. Well below freezing. The sun started to set a bit earlier than I had expected it to and the temperatures had already started dipping rapidly. I decided to call it a day and began looking for shelter for Millie and myself. Just when the sunset was almost over, we came across an old wood storage shed. The house that owned it was a few feet away and I quickly urged Millie towards it. I dismounted and led her up to the door and knocked. The woman who lived there was very kind and she gladly lent her storage shed out to us. She offered to let me sleep in her living room, but I declined since I didn't want to leave Millie outside alone. I did ask if I could leave my horse's tack in her living room, though, and she smiled when she gave me the okay. The shed had no doors or signs of still being used, but it had three sturdy walls and that was all that we cared about. We quickly settled down for the night and became one day closer to boarding the trains for Mongolia.
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