The first hints of dusk had begun to gather as Atlas and I slipped away from the noise and bustle, back into the silent wilderness. The world seemed somehow bigger now, more hollow and lonesome and mysterious. We’d come so far, seen so much, and yet this still felt like a kind of beginning, this solitary trot into the night.
It was in that stretch I suffered most. The descent at Eldorado was endless, the heat deeply oppressive. I later heard that it topped 110 degrees. I remember putting one foot in front of the other, telling Atlas to hang on, we must be nearly there.
Tevis. It was everything I expected. It was nothing like I expected. It was more and different than I expected. Experiencing Tevis firsthand replaced the coloring book rendering in my head with a high-resolution photograph. It changed campfire tales into a Hollywood movie. Transformed shadowy images into living beings. Reimagined me. Here is my story. …
Atlas leaned back on his hindquarters. I gave him his head, and his forelegs dropped over the steep ledge. The rocks shifted on the slope, but held. His hind end caught up just in time to make a sharp turn, ducking around a switchback and under a branch. Trees crowded the trail, forcing me to …
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In preparation for Tevis, Atlas and I took on the 100-miler at Mary & Anna Memorial 2024. His performance? Stellar! Except for that one thing…
Ledger pranced past the vetting area with arched neck and flagging tail. He was boiling to let loose. I wouldn’t have put it past him to buck. One-rein stops had held him back several times in the last two minutes. Let’s race! Storm clouds rose, steely and menacing, from their crouch on the horizon. A …
Alrighty, then. Having survived Day 1, Ledger and I donned our tights and tack for Saturday’s LD. I’d made a tentative plan to ride with friends from the day before ~ the ones with the young Arab and the adorable mule ~ having first extracted a promise that they wouldn’t wait around for me if …
Friday, September 3, 2021. In the forest near Centerville, Idaho. Early. Breakfast goes down on a queasy stomach. I slept some, between long bouts of tossing and turning. I’m not super nervous ~ Ledger has good training, I know these trails, and we’re only going 25 miles ~ but first rides are first rides, and …
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