Bill and Juanita, owners of Allenspark Lodge B&B, are living their dream...

running a successful business and riding as often as possible.

Tuesday, July 22, 2014

Hay There

B-  Hiya Ranger!

R-  Hello Beel.

B-  What's my horse up to today?

R-  I am still about fourteen of the hands.  Just like always Beel.

B-  No, I mean... never mind.  I've had a pretty busy few days here.  Sorry I haven't been around to bug you much.

R-  That is good Beel.

B-  A couple days ago I went down the mountain to buy some hay.

R-  My hay?

B-  Yeah.  I split a load with our oldest daughter.  It was 99-101 degrees while we were loading a ton of hay onto my truck and another ton onto their trailer.  Hot-hot-hot.  As I pulled away I was glad the truck has a working air conditioner.  But as I drove along, it didn't seem to be cooling off any.  In fact, I was getting hotter and hotter and HOTTER  and then-  SATAN'S SKILLET! MY ARSE IS ON FIRE!!!

R-  Beel?

B-  I really hate it when those stupid heated leather seats get turned on by accident.  It can ruin your...

R-  Beel!

B-  Yeah Buddy?

R-  Was my hay okay?

B-  Yeah, but some of the bales were kinda soft and the load kept shifting.  In fact, our daughter lost about 20% of their load on a "round-about" in one of the small towns on her way home.  Fifteen bales hit...

R-  But my hay is okay Beel?

B-  Yeah, I just had to tighten the straps a couple times more than usual.  So just when I got up the mountain with the hay, a lady from a near by town showed up at the lodge saying her car had broken down across the street and Juanita asked if I could give her a ride home.

R-  Did you take my hay?

B-  No Ranger, the truck stayed home and I took the minivan.  After I dropped her at her home, I started back to the lodge, when I saw another car broken down beside the highway.  I offered the 2 gals in the car a ride back to the lodge so they could call a towing service.  When I got back to the lodge, it looked like it was going to rain  before I could unload the hay, so I...

R-  Did my hay get wet?

B-  No, our grandson and I tarped the hay before we took the gals back to their broken car.  Their car only had 700 miles on it.  This was its' break-in trip.  Break down trip is more like it.  When we got home the grandson and I unloaded and stacked the hay.

R-  So my hay is put away?

B-  Put up just fine, Ranger.  The next day Juanita and I went into town to visit her mom, play with our daughters horse "Skeeter", and buy the weeks' groceries and some parts for a plumbing project.  We got home, unloaded the food, and then I stayed up late replacing a water heater that had started leaking.  You know, it drives me kinda nuts when I call them "hot water heaters".  They are "cold water heaters" and I guess it's just a pet...

R-  It did not leak on my hay?

B-  No, we don't keep your hay in the kitchen, even though it's food.  So it was after midnight when I finally turned the hot water heater... crap... water heater on and went to bed.  A little after 5:am this morning, the hiking guide staying with us knocked on our bedroom door and said it looked like a bear had gotten into our van and dug some stuff out of it.

R-  Beel.

B-  I guess we hadn't fully closed the slider door on the van after unloading the groceries and the bear had climbed in and snooped around for something to eat.

R-  Beel.

B-  Yes Buddy?

R-  Did the bear get my hay?

B-  Naw,  we don't keep any food in the van over night in hopes of keeping the bears out of it.  I do think he got a couple antacids though.

R-   Okay Beel my hay got loaded and did not burn up or fall in the road or get rained on or break down or get wet or get eaten by a bear.  WHERE IS MY HAY BEEL?

B-  Oh yeah, huh.  It's dinner time, isn't it.  Sorry, I guess I got kinda wrapped up in my story.

R-  It was a good story Beel.  I really liked the part about my hay.

Tuesday, July 8, 2014

The Ballerina

You should always have a camera with you - even if you are 'just feeding the horses'.  This morning was pretty routine, except maybe the weather.  We've been having several nice, sunny, warmer days with afternoon thunderstorms; pretty normal for us at this time of year.   This morning was cooler, overcast, and a tad foggy - not much.  Anyone who has had horses knows what this means to a horse.  They love this.  As I was getting their food measured out with my back to them, I heard a bit of play noise.  I glanced over my shoulder to see Jesse standing on her rear legs doing a wonderful pirouette.  She used to practice rearing for fun when she was young; at about four years she had pretty much quit of her own accord.  It was never threatening; it always just seemed a joyful expression.  So today, at 13, she showed me she still had it in her.  It's always a good reminder that even though our horses seem to get pretty sedate as they age, they have the strength to still surprise you!

I understand blog rules state that if you don't have a picture, it didn't happen, so I talked Bill into doing the honors.
Bionic Cowgirl

Friday, July 4, 2014

Fan Club

B-  So Juanita, I see you have your horses over at the hitch rail so you can clean them up for the 4th of July parade.

R-  Heeeyyyy!

B-  Jesse and Washoe are looking pretty good.

R-  Heeeyyyy!

B-  But it sounds like Ranger is DONE with being alone.

R-  Heeeeeyyyyyy!!! 

B- Say, a family is coming across from the livery across the street.  Why, yes.  We are Bill and Juanita.  Oh really?  You follow our blog?!?  How wonderful!

R- Heeeeeyyyyyyy!!!!! 

B-  So would you like to meet Ranger?  He's lonely and having a fit over there.  Maybe your grand daughter would like to give him some carrots?  How old is she, 4 or 5?  Ranger likes little kids with carrots...

B-  Hey Buddy!  TREAT!

R-  Hello Beel.

B-  These nice folks wanted to give you some carrots.  They have followed our blog for years now, and stopped by to say hi.

R-  The carrots are good.  They have good tastes.

R-  I am glad the peoples like my posts on the blog Beel. 

B-  Now hold on... what makes you think they like YOUR posts the best?

R-  I do not see you eating any carrots Beel.  They gived them to me.

B-  Ah...umm...

R-  The peoples have good tastes too.


Sunday, June 29, 2014

Daydream, Interupted

This is Ranger.  The horse.

On this day I standed in the sun and thinked about morning food.  It was good but it is gone.  So I thinked about night food.  Then all of the neighbor horses runned out of their yard and away.  Waneeta telled Beel to get in the many van and off their heads.  Or something.  All of everyone was very excited and running very fast.

Then the neighbor horses comed back to the yard.  Beel was in the sock-her-mom-tack-see following them like a old mare.  When the fence hole closed again everything was not excited so I could think about my night food again.

Waneeta gived me new food on a day before this day.  It was very good food.  It is special food only for me.  That Mare and The Kid do not get any.  Not even a taste.  This is good.

My new special food is from Spain I think.  Waneeta says I might have spainish barbs in my blood.  It does not hurt.  So my new food is called   SeƱior Ek Wine.  It is maked by Pure Reena.  It is very special and fancy.  It has good tastes.  And it is easy to chew.

I hope I get some more with night food.

Add-e-ohs   a-me-goes

Ranger.  The horse.

Wednesday, June 25, 2014

Don't Ask, Don't Tell

Juanita and I got to play with our daughter's mustang today.

She's a very sweet horse, but sometimes just doesn't get what we want.

She seems to be trying to prove at least her third of the old trainer's axiom, though.



Sunday, June 22, 2014

A Little Twisted Excitement

Yesterday afternoon we had a mini twister come through our part of 'town'.  Quick, fast, unbelievable!  I had been asked to help over at the Livery with a ride going out in the afternoon.  I looked out the office window as I was getting ready to head out the side door.  "Whoa!  Bill, look at our sign.  It just went horizontal!!!"
And so was everything else you could see:  pine needles, branches, dirt ....

Bill hollered, "the horses" and ran out the door and across to the Livery to help the people already on the horses.  Compass was in the yard getting them mounted up.  When I spoke to her a little later, she said she heard a loud wind and before she could hardly look up, she couldn't even open her eyes.  When she did get them open, all she saw was dirt whirling everywhere.  Her wrangler who was bringing a group in off the mountain trail said he looked up and saw a black column and thought, "we don't get tornadoes".

And that fast ... it was here and gone.  No time to think about anything.  As Bill was walking back to the Lodge, he looked up and there was one of our biggest trees on top of the roof!  The Lodge had protected the lower half, but the wind twisted the top off right at the roof line, and laid it down on the roof.  The Kid is on his way up with his bigger chainsaw, so it's going to be a 'chainsaw massacre' on the roof this afternoon.  Too bad that wood has to dry a good two years before we can burn it; it was a really healthy tree!  This 80 year old building sure is secure, though.  We didn't even feel a shudder when the tree hit.

The good news across the street:  the Livery horses just turned their butts into the wind and stood their ground; all guests were OK and the ones coming in on the ride were in total amazement at what they had seen.  Shortly afterward my mom called and said the TV news had reported a tornado had gone through Allenspark; they didn't know if it was heading toward Estes Park or Lyons so they put warnings out to both towns.  We still just call these 'micro-bursts'.


Bionic Cowgirl

Friday, June 20, 2014

Some Questions Are Better Not Asked

B-  Just look at that sky outside!  It's so clear and the sky is as blue as I've ever.... umm... Juanita, why do I see a horse's butt sticking out of the hay shed?

B-  HEY!  Jesse!  Washoe!  Ranger!  Get out the the hay!

R-  Okay Beel.  Nice sun today.

B-  How did you guys get... ?  Ahh, y'all crashed open a couple of the panels and forced your way in.  Well, you can just go back out into your corral the same way.  Out! Out! Out!

R-  Okay Beel.

B-  Look at this mess!  You've chewed holes in the tarp and spread hay all over the pen!

B-  GrumbleGrouseGrumble.

B-  So why in the world would you guys DO this?

R-  *Blink blink*

R-  Is that a trick question Beel?

Friday, June 13, 2014

Allenspark Lawn Services - For Hire

The grass here at Allenspark has gotten knee deep.  Something needed to be done and the 'neigh'-bors offered to help.  Actually, they have been offering their services for days.  Today we relented.  We popped up a new addition to the hot wire; they watched with interest.
Washoe and Jesse - grass up to their knees.
Finally, we let them get to work.
Ranger got a whole section to himself.
They do love their job!
Bionic Cowgirl

Tuesday, June 10, 2014

They Tried

Sophie the Lodge Dog is getting old.  She's on anti-seizure medications that make her kind of dopey, and affect her ability to "hold her water".  She needs to go out every four hours.  Or less.  So we let her out before we go to bed, and then get up and let her out in the wee hours of the morning. (Do you suppose that's why they call them that?)

This morning after I let the dog back in at 3:am, as I crawled into bed, I just barely heard something.  I couldn't quite identify it, but it sounded familiar. I looked out the window to see if I could spot what was making the sound.

I saw a sight I had never seen before.

A half dozen horses had escaped from the livery across the street, and were TIP-TOEING DOWN THE ROAD.  This is no mean feat when you are wearing steel shoes, but they were managing it.  I will normally wake from a dead sleep when I here a  horse walking on the pavement, but these clowns were very quietly just shuffling along, trying to keep from waking anybody that would catch them and make them go home.

Early in the ensuing round-up (which soon involved an additional half dozen horses breaking out and having to be turned back to their corral), Juanita stopped to check on our horses to see why they hadn't raised an alarm, as is their want when the neighbor horses get out.  Our horses were still asleep, and when she woke them up they were sort of bewildered as to why we were out at that time of night.

After we got all of the escapees back in their pen, we headed home.  As we went in the lodge,  I abruptly realized that the horses weren't trying to sneak past me.  They were sneaking past our horses.

Nobody likes a snitch.

Saturday, June 7, 2014

Yard at Work

It's been a wet spring, and the yard out back is VERY overgrown.

I do not like mowing.

So, we strung a hot-wire...

And brought in a crew to do the mowing for us.  They are slow, but they work cheap.

The only downside?

You can't rake up the clippings...