I have no cruse control.

12:35-2:16 p.m
Temp: 29 ° F

I have figured out that Crickett is like my poor decrepit El Mapache a 1987 Honda Accord. I do not have any cruise control on either of them, they either stop all together or they slow down to the point of no return.

This is what I wanted to work Crickett on, as there is no help for poor El Mapache. So we set out along the fence line for a good 5 minutes, with no spooks or stop and snort sessions. I pushed her into a trot and oh my lord does she need some major work. I could not for the life of me keep her at any sort of trot for longer then a few yards. She would stop and act spooky and no amount of kissing or leg squeezes would get her moving.

I brought my quirt along because I knew this would happen, a few pops with that anytime she slowed to a walk and things started to get better. I only trotted her for maybe 14 minutes max at constant trotting, not counting her breaks and tantrums.

There is a downed power/phone line out there and it looks like someone has tried to coil it up, or maybe they are putting it up. Which ever one they are doing they need to do it faster, Crickett spooked at it and almost tossed me and got tangled up in it.

Not much happened for the rest of the ride, I went to the base of Twin Canyons and looks like they took the poor water trough out. I bet the damn thing hadn't held more then a few gallons of water at a time because there were so many bullet holes in it. Maybe tomorrow I will venture a few miles up the trail, but Crickett was pretty hot and it is a rather hard climb.