We were very lucky the next morning as the temperature had dropped almost 30 degrees, and rain had swept across the northern part of the state. The trip would have been a hot, noisy one for Sydney had we not had that little break in our up-to-now oppressively hot summer.
We left around 8:00, escorted up the valley by billowing black clouds that provided a nice break from the searing sun. We pulled into a wet and muddy Sport Equine, but the air was dust free and the horses were friskier than they had been the day before. Uh-oh, both Taz's mom and I exclaimed simultaneously. Sydney, calm as a turtle the day before, was dancing in his stall, looking to MOVE!
There was no need to worry. He loaded just fine, rode all the way home quietly - even during a gas stop, and unloaded without too much trouble. Here's some video of his first half hour at the barn. I only edited out the really boring parts.
And to keep things interesting, my entry for the schooling show in Moorpark is in the mail. Who will I be riding?