I am pleased to see the various recent emails about list members  
participating in trail trials and competitive trail rides.  As I have  written 
before, 
these are great activities for Icelandic owners.  It still  surprises me that 
so 
few Icelandics are doing this kind of thing in the Central  Coast area of 
California where I reside.  We used to see a lot more.
 
I rode point on Skjoldur for the open division at the competitive trail  ride 
right here in the Santa Ynez Valley at the end of April.  We rode  along the 
shores of Lake Cachuma and then up high on the ranch formerly owned by  the 
then head of the U.S. treasury.  The spectacular views across the lake  in the 
morning light reminded us of a painting of the Italian countryside.   I saw 
eight zebras and a bunch of Watusi cattle on one ranch but no Icelandics  
anywhere other than the one I was on.  A friend of mine rode at a trail  trials 
east 
of here last weekend.  She had fun but saw no Icelandics  either.
 
Last weekend I helped put on a two day endurance ride at the historic Santa  
Margarita Ranch.  Absolutely the prettiest scenery in this region,  especially 
as you ride out of the deep oak forest up to Cuesta Ridge.   Unfortunately, 
two weeks ago I had an accident while marking trail on the ranch  in 
preparation for the ride.  As a result of something that was 100% my own  
stupid fault, 
Skjoldur wound up going over backwards on top of me.  He was  fine, but I 
broke the fibula in my right leg and severely sprained my right knee  and ankle 
and left shoulder.  Ouch!  The worst part is that I did this  in front of my 
wife.  She has made a wonderful nurse but has taken every  opportunity to 
remind 
me that it was my own fault and that I should consider  myself extremely lucky.
 
My doctor advised me not to ride for awhile while things  healed.  But since 
I was the one who arranged access to the ranch and felt  responsibility for 
anything which might happen, I drove on up to the endurance  ride last weekend 
anyway.  One thing led to another and I wound up riding  the fifty miler on 
Skjoldur on Saturday to see the whole glorious trail.   At least I skipped 
Sunday's ride.  The riding was fine but it was hard  getting back on when I had 
to 
get off to open gates.  Like I told  everybody at the ride, it can sure pay to 
ride a super smooth horse and there  are none smoother than Skjoldie.  He is a 
good boy.  He was the only  Icelandic there out of eighty or so horses.  
 
These kind of events provide some unique and wonderful opportunities to  ride 
around here.  I'm glad I have the horses to do it.
 
John Parke
Solvang CA



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