The more I ride, the more I want to ride. Just a week out from Cheap Thrills, I’m already champing at the bit for another race. The next one in my immediate vicinity isn’t until August…but there is Bandit Springs, about 6 hours’ drive away in Oregon’s Ochoco National Forest. It’s a ride I’ve wanted to attend for years, but never figured was worth the trip unless my horse felt up to doing 50’s both days.
After Cheap Thrills, I’d put my money on Consolation being ready. The drive isn’t that big a deal. I’ve secured the vacation time from work. I’ve sent my (refundable) entry fees to get the discounted price. But I still haven’t decided. Life keeps getting in the way.
The ride is next weekend. The weekend after that, I leave for a 10-day whitewater rafting trip. If you’ve ever gone rafting, particularly on a private trip with all your own equipment, food, etc., then you know it’s a project to get ready. Believe me, it’s even worse than preparing and packing for a multi-day endurance ride.
Meanwhile, I have 20 tons of hay sitting on my upper drive. I stacked 8 tons of it under shelter yesterday, but that leaves quite a lot to do before I can even thinking about packing for endurance or rafting. Then there’s the farmsitter issue. And on top of that, I have so much going on at the office that I can scarcely see straight.
Choosing to go to Bandit will create more stress than I need right now. On the other hand, it’s for a good cause. It’s what I love to do. You only live once. What to do?
I reckon, for now, I’ll just keep playing this one by ear…