Ranger and Washoe drew the short straws for the day and off we went, driving about 45 minutes to the trail head outside GlenHaven, east of Estes Park. We pulled in right behind our friend PV with her horse, Molly.
|There is actually a horse in this trailer.|
The three of us rode into the Comanche Peak Wilderness area. A beautiful ride.
Molly lead out, with Washoe in the rocking chair, and Ranger riding drag.
|Hunting season. Elk colored horse. Yes, I'm in BLAZE.|
|How do you spell "glower"?|
" I only saw hooves flashing at me."
"My elbow hurts."
Uh oh. There is blood seeping out of her long sleeved t-shirt and sweat shirt.
"Let's pull up the sleeve and look at your cut" I said.
"Oh s#!t" I thought. Blood pulsing out of an exit wound looking hole. Got to be a compound fracture at the elbow.
"Let's bind this up and go home".
I wrapped it tightly to immobilize it with a gauze pad and roll of gauze, and pinned it into a triangular bandage from one of our first-aid kits to act as a sling. Juanita said "Why don't you get some of that snow for an ice pack for me?" "I can do that." I thought, so I filled a plastic bag with snow and fitted it into the sling. I walked her horse up to a rock so she could mount, ran back to my horse, mounted up, looked down longingly at my P-B-T tortilla on the rock where I had dropped it, and we all rode away.
Pretty ride, though.
Less than 1/2 hour to go!
End is near.
|The rig took up about 6 handicapped spaces...|
And I passed her off.
I went back to the lodge to unload the horses, call the kids and let them know their mom was broke, and get the lodge ready for check in.
The kids all jumped up to bat and covered everything so I could get back to the hospital and see Juanita after her 2 or 3 hour emergency surgery.
Bone broken into 9 pieces, plated and screwed back together.
Other than that, how did you like the play, Mrs. Lincoln?