Sunday, September 21, 2014

Unique Things in My Life

We call the grocery store in Halfway to find out what is happening in town or where someone might be.

In the winter 32 degrees in warm.

I can tell how warm it is outside by how many tries it takes the generator to start up.

Driving from Cornucopia to Baker City means driving from high alpine forest to farmland to sage brush and back to farmland.

I can tell which truck and trailer belongs to which rancher.

I've switched from 'heat' to 'A/C' and back in the same day. And changed from snow boots to regular shoes and back in the same day.

The seasons are: Almost winter. Winter. Summer. And dust.

If it doesn't have snow or hasn't recently erupted it's not a real mountain.

Driving on the freeway in snow is no big deal. In fact, I can put chains on all 4 tires in a little over two minutes.

I measure distance in hours. (30 minutes to the post office. An hour and a half to Safeway.)

If you call the wrong number it's ok. They'll give the right number. Or you'll end up having a lengthily conversation with a complete stranger.

The Feed and Seed (gas station) knows everyone by name. And everyone has a charge account.

It seems like everyone is related to everyone. Except us.

I spend most of the winter shoveling snow.

Can't pass a road grader because the on coming traffic is a tractor.

When we go to town, no one asks us where we live or what we do. They all know we live 'up the mountain' at Cornucopia.

When other people ask were we are from and we automatically tell them the larger town near by. (Baker City).

Making it home with warm takeout is impossible. We always end up re-heating it.

I live in a ghost town and have faster internet than most people I know.

Here's one for you. We have weird names in Oregon. Sequim, Puyallup, Issaquah, Umpqua, Yakima, Willamette, Wallowa, Umatilla, and Cayuse.

And those are just some unique things about my life...


I love my horse.

Just an Update

This week we had a women's spa ride at Cornucopia Lodge. It was a lot of fun and a lot of work. There were two highlights of the week for me; the first was spending time with Jane and the second was getting a facial. I loved that!

Hunters came out. Hunters came in. Rides went in and out. And everything went off well.

Saturday, September 13, 2014

12 Steps

I love this...

Long day in the Saddle

Yesterday was truly a long day in the saddle, roughly 28 miles and twelve hours in the saddle according to my GPS.  I went in to go get a 6x7 huge bull elk that one of our Blue Creek Bench guys downed past Fly Basin.  Although my back is now in a little bit of pain I got to ride one of my favorite trails, so that makes it worth it.  I think our hunters are feeling fairly successful and I hope that they are enjoying the weather and the hunting.

Wednesday, September 10, 2014

Packing Out Elk

Today I made the trek into Fly Basin again to get another elk from that archery camp. (They are killing it down there!) This time one of the guys downed a beautiful bull, so I imagine he's a happy camper. I love seeing happy hunters/customers.

Like usual I left early in the morning, but this time it never warmed up. In fact I had my jacket on for the entire ride, which ended up being ten hours in the saddle. 

Once I loaded up the elk at Fly I headed over to Blue Creek Bench to do a meat check and, sure enough, they had a cow down. Rather than make another long trip tomorrow I stacked hinds and fronts on the mules. Poor Jasmine was loaded down with a lot of meat! 

We made it out safe and sound from there. Now, the meat is all in town either being held or cut and wrapped.  I sure hope they continue to do well and I'm anxiously awaiting to hear from the Crater Crew... That's a long ass ride so I hope they down several at once to save me a trip. Wishful thinking? Perhaps. 

Now it's time for bed. All that riding then cooking dinner and doing dishes wore me out.  

Oh. Last but not least, I rode Quin and he didn't buck me off. Hooray! I'm sure that first hill took it out of him. Quincy learned today what it takes to be a guide horse, but mostly he just looked confused about the humans that blend in with camp.