Spring Break

Spring Break is almost over, and what have we got to show for it?  We have done a couple of shopping days out with my grandmother, keeping her up and going in life.  But those days have not consumed all of spring break, so we have spent some quality time with the horses too.  My goal is for the kids to be able to saddle up on their own and go for a ride together. 

Tuesday of course was the day I got thrown off Precious.  Yesterday Dylan and I got out on Patches (me) and Umber (Dylan).  Both are well trained by comparison to Precious, so there was a lot less drama, and we got to actually go somewhere.  Dylan and I headed north from the house to the little mesa that can be seen from the back yard.  By little, I mean in breadth, not height.  It was a pretty easy ride, and we did not have to stick to trails, so we took the most direct route possible.  After arriving at the East face, we took one of the roads up the side of the mesa.  It was a bit difficult to choose which of the roads to take because we had to pick the shallowest incline with the least amount of sand for the horses to walk through, but could not tell for sure which it was.  After we made our choice, Patches made it fairly well up to the top with only two breaks along the way.  Umber found it a bit more difficult, but finally came marching up to the top like a trooper. 

Dylan and the horses and I checked out the top of the mesa from the north end back down to the south end again.  From the top one can see the Mormon Mountains to the north, with I-15 stretching out in front of it, Angel Peak to the East, with the Mormon Mesa laying below it.  To the West, over California Ridge lie the mountains over Great Basin Highway.  To the south is Lake Meade, and views of the Valley of Fire, and Logandale Trails, as well as Overton and Logandale.  The top of the mesa is flat and relatively featureless, apart from some sand dunes.  There is also a gap that separates the part we were on from a little section at the north end of the mesa. 

After taking all of the mesa in, and talking to some quad bikers who came up, we took off down the same road we came up.  I asked Dylan if he thought it was scarier coming up, or going down.  He was not sure, but I noted the fact that going down you can see where you are going to land if you fall off.  We carried on down, and somehow before we got half way down, Dylan got Umber’s right reign twisted up in her front legs, and had to stop to get it out.  Try that on a steep incline.  I had trouble getting Patches to turn round and go back up, but Dylan was lucky that I had just happened to show him how to get a horse to lift its hoof before we left, so he used that skill to get Umber to step up out of her reign.  He also did some neat trick where he showed me how to get Umber to step on his feet and almost sit on him, but that’s one I think I will forget as soon as I finish writing this sentence.  What was I talking about?  About three quarters of the way down we took a detour off the trail and cut our own way to the bottom of the south end of the mesa.  We definitely went places that quad bikes and four wheel drives would have gotten hung up in. 

By the time we finally made it to the bottom, I asked Dylan if he understood a little bit better why you sometimes hear a line in the western films where the guy says to the dude that he trusts his horse more than any man.  ‘Yes,’ was his reply. 

We carried on home, occasionally running the horses, but when we got in sight of the family in the back yard, we cut loose and ran full pelt to the road, turned sharp, and ran into the gate at the front of the property.  It sure is nice to have such an awesome trailhead 30 feet from the front gate!  The boys both cooled the horses down and unsaddled them. 

I have told them that I want them to saddle up two horses today, and ride them around on the hillside in front of the house, where we can see them, and get some practice riding on their own, as I would like by the end of the week for them to be able to saddle up and go for a ride together when they want. 

Today, Saturday, and Sunday to go! 

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Yesterday’s Adventures–Flying and Horseback Riding Don’t Mix!

By 8 AM, I had been thrown from a horse, and by 11 AM I was in Vegas Baby!  That about sums it up.  =-)

Okay, the trip to Vegas was for shopping, so it was not a thrilling time in the casinos blowing money, the deed to the house, and all of an underfunded retirement fund.  But it was fun anyhow to just look around a couple of stores.

I got up at 5:30 to give Jordan a chance to have a sunrise ride on the horses.  We took Patches, a charming rider, but ever hungry, and Precious, a lousy rider, and never hungry.

Jordan got Precious, who gave him no end of trouble for the time he was on her.  She would not budge, then she did, but then she’d stop and back up while he was trying to go forward.  Then she’d try to kick with one of her hind legs.  Finally she started trying to give a little buck.  I gave up watching her do this and told JJ to trade me horses.  Now, I am not sure what possesses a man to trade his perfectly sound horse for one that is trying to say “hey, I am not going to go on this ride, no matter what you do, and by the way, I am five times your size, so you just try and do what you want about it.”  But, I did.

Precious tried the same routine with me, however, she added rearing to the mix.  The way to stop a horse from rearing is to pull its head all the way to the left or the right so she is planting her nose right at the stirrup.  She can’t get her weight upwards from that position.  So I did that whenever she started acting up because I did not want her to rear up on me as I have personally never been on a horse that is rearing up.

It worked a treat, and I was able to keep her on the ground.  Pulling the reign and the horses head to the side is certainly the right thing to do so long as the rider catches her about to rear up!  Finally, I missed one of her gestures, and up she went.  I must have blinked, and I certainly don’t remember much about how she got herself up there, but somehow I seem to remember a flash of the ground underneath me.  Perhaps that was because I hit it and it smashed into the backs of my eyeballs!  Whatever the case, I landed on my back, then jumped up, grabbed the reign, and the riding whip to give her the obligatory “don’t do that” response.  If anyone noticed the sky turning a darker shade of blue, that was me too.  Amid all this, I could hear JJ keep asking, “are you all right?”  So I turned quickly to him and said, “my back hasn’t felt better in years!”  I had popped my entire spine when I hit the ground, and am thinking it is a cheap alternative to a professional chiropractor.  I may be offering services, if not needing them first.  Really, I realized straight away how lucky I was that I did not hit a rock or have the horse come over on me, or something worse.  And that realization is what turned me back to Precious straight away to finish painting her blue with more language and the like.

The trick is not to beat the horse or abuse it all the while this stuff is happening, because the goal is a trained horse, not a problem horse.  So after letting her know what’s what about her actions, I lead her along for a few yards, then got back on her.  After that, I had very few problems with her, and she rode the trail about as well as could be expected from Patches.

As it turns out, the business people say about getting back in the saddle again is not about overcoming your fear of falling out, it is about teaching the horse that no matter what, you will be coming back for more, and that her endeavors to kick you off are, and will remain fruitless.  It took actually getting knocked off for myself to finally learn what that expression really means!

As for our Jordan, he told me after that he really wished he had my camera for that, because “Precious looks so beautiful when she is reared up like that!”  Cheers JJ!

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Midnight Snack

Tonight I went out in the yard and in the field just next to it to get some photos.  Just thought I would share what I have got.  I have some ideas for some of these in Photoshop, but for the time being, these are all as shot, and they were all taken in the moonlight only. 

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Thanks for looking! 

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Shed Raising!

Over the weekend the boys and Katrina and I all tackled a big project.  We put up a 10 foot by ten foot by ten foot barn style wood shed to the side of the house.  It came flat packed in a kit, all pre-cut, and ready to install.  The only thing we had to do prior was build up a level spot on the ground for it to stand on, and now that it is done, we only have to paint it.  It was a big project, and took us all of Saturday and Sunday to do.  Of course, if we were Amish, we’d of had it done by noon on Saturday!  Now I feel totally ashamed! 

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The retaining wall at the side of the drive extends out over the arena.

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Part of the wall is held in place by six foot T-bars hammered all the way into the ground till the ends are even with the railroad crossties. 

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And one point is held by another railroad crosstie that is buried three and a half feet into the ground, and then cut off.  Then rocks were filled in on the places where the ties didn’t quite reach to the sand. 

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Finally the retaining walls were backfilled and the fill was leveled off, before concrete pieces were set down as a foundation.  Then the floor frame was places on top.

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Here is a typical image of Dylan working, and Jordan sat down daydreaming.

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Can the boys build a shed?  Yes!  They Can-can!

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We built the back wall late Saturday, and found it still there on Sunday morning after some strong winds!

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Some finishing touches meant the back wall was ready to move out of the way.

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Then the gaffer came out to keep us going on the side walls and onward.

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Next we took a break from the camera and put up all the walls in a bit of wind, and got focused on the roof supports before we thought to pick it up again!  Yes, there I am, putting screws in at the top of the side wall!

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This is to show that I am not that tall that I can reach the top of the wall while standing flat-footed, unless I am standing on the ladder!

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The older kids love hanging out on the newly installed loft.  It was good of them to test its strength rather than us risking putting stuff up there that might have fallen through an untested loft floor!

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My jobs are the high risk ones, and also figuring out why the wife keeps photographing my backside!  So I installed the roofing panels with a bit of help from people who were only allowed to stand on the loft.

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Judging from that hairdo, I think I just figured out why the missus kept photographing my backside!

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Jordan holding a piece in place while daydreaming about getting on the roof and seeing what he can see!

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Though I was exhausted, I took the challenge of putting on the side panels on the roof, and got ‘er done!  All that is left is paining and roofing shingles!  We got to this, from…

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…this.  (The shed in the back of the Ford on Friday night.)  The weekend saved us a thousand dollars on assembly fees!

Now the question is, will we build a cupola for the top, or not?  Personally, I’d love to!  It would really add something to it, I think!  Especially when it has the traditional red and white barn paint heading for it! 

In other news, it was JJ’s fifteenth birthday on Monday.  On that same day, two duck eggs hatched, and the chickens laid three yummy eggs!  Another duck egg hatched on Tuesday! 

After such an amazing few days, it was nice to have newborn animals joining our little farm.  After all, I was feeling like I had been slaughtered! 

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Momma and her Monday ducklings.

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Here’s Tuesday’s duckling, still messy from inside the egg, and hardly able to walk.


And finally,yesterday,  I was able to pick up the camera and shoot some shots just for the fun of it!

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Kelsey J Bacon

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Working Hard!

The boys and I have been working hard today building a shed on a level space that we had to make first.  The level space went across what was a berm and over a place that used to be part of the horse arena.  We put in some railroad crossties to serve as a retaining wall.  They had to be stacked two high, so the top one had to be reinforced with 5 foot T-bars hammered into the ground about 4 feet, except in the middle where the two lengths meet up.  At that spot we dug a three and a half foot hole, put a rail tie in vertically, then cut the top off above the top ties.  The space behind the retaining wall was then filled in and leveled off.  That was a lot of work on it’s own!  There were roots to cut through, and rocks to move. 

Then we built the frame for the floor, and topped it with OSB.  Finally, we built the framing for the back wall, and put on the paneling.  By that time, we had finished a full day’s work! 

Tomorrow will hopefully bring the frame and panel for the front wall, and the side walls, and hopefully with some ease now that we have the flooring down to work on.  I will of course like to get those done by noon if possible, but that always depends on little things such as when we roll everyone out of bed, and how big breakfast is. 

The final product will be a barn style shed, 10’x10’x10’.  I somehow don’t think we are going to have this sucker painted by tomorrow evening! 

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Out to the Woodshed I Will Go

Today’s “Task of the Day” here at the ranch is to go and buy a 10’x10’x10’ shed from Lowe’s and then to prepare a site for it, and put it up.  So, if I vanish from site for longer than say, two years, then don’t bother sending a search party.  Just have a rescue squad bring a crane and lift the shed so the coroner can recover my skeleton.  There is sure not to be much of me left! 

I seriously doubt that I will be working on the actual shed today.  Between the hour each way drive to go get it, and the site preparation, I doubt that I will get the box much more than opened.  I also will have to move a trailer, and build a retaining wall next to the driveway. 

I wonder what I did wrong to deserve such? 

In other news, Katrina has got me started on a project for marketing my photo website that requires posting a photo of the day post in the blog.  That required making a separate page for the blog, and set it to filter that category into the page.  Next comes taking the photos.  I know some great photographers out there that take a new photo each day.  I am starting in my old catalogue so I have some to chose from while I build the momentum up. 

Now it is time to get up and get ready to go so I don’t spend my day wasting time when there is so much to be done! 

Ta for now!


Kelsey J Bacon

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Why Was It A Good Day?

Today was a good day for me!  But why?  Well, I got up and got to work digging a hole next to the water tap outside by the horses watering trough.  After getting it to three feet, I put in a railroad crosstie in a standing up position right behind the back of the water pipe.  I wanted this in so the pipe won’t pose a trip hazard for the older members of our household, and so I could mount a hose rack in the form of a bucket screwed to the tie.  That went in a treat, then I sorted out another pipe that needed supporting to a pole that it was already next to.  Next I got the old light fixture down under the horses’ feed shelter, and put the new one in a permanent fashion.  Lunch came after that, and then I took the boys out to wash the car that they had spent the morning cleaning the inside of.  After we returned from that, I got to work on the second choice location to put a railroad crosstie in. 

This was not a an easy task in the end!  The location I picked for the second tie was the pipe next to the travel trailer because it gets used for watering the plants in the front, and the trees along the side of the house.  This one gets a lot of use!  I put the shovel in and before very long I hit mud.  As it turned out, the hole I dug filled up with water quite quickly.  I discovered the big mamma of a leak that has had the water meter spinning for the last month or so.  As it turned out, there was a compression fitting under the pipe, just after the T-joint that lead up to the hose fitting.  The next thing on the line is a leaky hose fitting on the other side of the driveway, for watering the middle of the circle drive.  Nothing out there needs watering now as water is so expensive here, and we are not growing more than is needed, such as in that area.  So the goal for now is to leave that one out and just fix the line where the trailer is.  As it turns out, I can cap that off and there is no leak reading on the meter! 

It turns out I am out of primer and glue, so this job will get done tomorrow.  Once it is, we will have finally stopped spending money while we sleep! 

This evening the family took turns playing badminton.  That was a good time for all, but I think the very best part of the day was the lovely cooked dinner that Katrina made for everyone, including pork chops, stuffing, potatoes, and veggies. 

So it was a good day because I got a lot sorted out, and I found a big leak on our lines.  Tomorrow will bring this to resolution, and that is just plain exciting to me! 

It sure is a simple life, isn’t it? 

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Kiry’s Shoes

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Still not getting them on the right feet!  I took this while she was asleep the three nights ago!

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Writer’s Block

The last thing I did on my birthday was check CNN to see what was up, and found the first news coming across of the Japanese Tsunami.  That was a bummer and a half, of course because I don’t like seeing anyone suffer like that, and because I have a deep admiration and respect for all things Japanese.  Since then I have kept off of my blogs and such for the most part, because of a sense of lacking what to write with such news in the press. 

Two things I love are writing and Photography, but I am not always sure in which order!  I think that I have been lucky in many ways since the days of college, and my English and writing courses there.  Okay, so they don’t gleam through in my writing now, but let’s just ignore that for a moment, and look at the two mediums I love most in juxtaposition to one another.  Both are used to create images, often printed on paper, often kept only on computer.  Both are a powerful representation of something real or imagined, and both are an expression of art or journalism.  Both can be used as documentation as well. 

In short, both are in many ways, the same thing.  They are both expressions of thought.  Writer’s block is therefor easily defined lack of thought, or perhaps more intelligently, lack of intelligent thought! 

With that in mind, that’s where I have been for the last week and two days.  When faced with the news of Japan, and of Libya to be fair, I have lacked in intelligent thought and expression to put down in the blog, or in pictures. 

Today’s resolution is to get the brain back in gear, and get back to work on all things creative. 

Turning away from the international events, which are sadly local to someone, things here have been pretty good!  The only thing out of the ordinary was my grandmother’s trip to the ER yesterday brought on by a trip over David yesterday afternoon.  She gave herself a hairline fracture in a rib on her right side, and wanted it looked into because of the pain.  Unfortunately, the ER on a Friday night in Mesquite is actually surprisingly busy!  One poor fellow had two family members in on completely unrelated events!  Isn’t that how life goes sometimes though? 

There was one other small event here too.  Yes, I turned 40.

I have always looked forward to my 40th birthday with anticipation of what I have always heard people say of it.  “Life begins at 40.”  I think I can very well understand the depth of what that means, and when I cannot understand, I am sure I will figure out in short order.  I am happy, and I do feel secure in my skin.  I do not know just where I am going in life, but I am confident in it being either pretty good, or someplace I can handle in one way or another so that I can continue to be happy. 

At last, 40 is here.  It is right on my face, and there is nothing I can do about it but celebrate it and take it with gratitude!  I am for one pretty damned excited to have made it this far!  I have an awesome family!  I am not even close to financial security, but I am not so insecure that it consumes me.  I realize that I am still learning, and that not knowing everything is absolutely okay.  I also realize that the years go by, and as they do, death comes closer, but I don’t fear it.  How can I?  So many people have done it before, and so very many were so much younger than I.  If they can do it, then how can I fear it?  Sure, pain scares the crap out of me, but that is a different issue, and there have been some things in my life that have sedated me in even that fear. 

So that is a brief summary of what 40 has brought me to. 

Yesterday a good person whom I have never met announced that she is cancer free.  I got my birthday wish!  It felt so liberating for the first time in my life to make a wish that was completely for someone I did not know for my birthday.  I made a wish that was not at all for me, and it has come true!  That is what 40 has brought me to. 

So, here I sit, 40 years, 1 week, and 2 days older.  My beautiful daughter is lay asleep on the bed next to me, and my lovely wife will be in soon.  Two boys sit watching movies in the next room, and for just this minute, and I am so content.  Maybe the contentment is also a lack of intelligent thought.  Or maybe the muse of life is the ability to grasp whatever you have got and make the best of it, in writing, photography, or just living. 


Kelsey J Bacon

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Horsing Around

Having built the ‘round pen’ in the arena, we have now procured a ‘Longeing’ or ‘Lunging’ whip so we can teach those horses some respect.  Now, for any who are not horse savvy, this does not equate to having built a torture chamber in which I am going to whip the horses.  In fact, the end of the whip is never meant to touch the horse.  It makes a sound that gets them moving, and that’s all it’s for. 

Yesterday I spent a good bit of time in the afternoon actually just standing with the horses in the paddock, holding the long red shaft of the whip out between myself and the horses, letting them look it over and get comfortable with it, then swaying it gently back and forth so they could see that it moves.  Next, I dropped the whip end so they could acclimate with the whip’s snake-like appearance.  Finally, I tried touching the shaft to the horses, letting them know what it was something about which they could feel secure, and that it was not going to hurt them.  Patches and Umber are still nervous about it, but I managed to get Precious interested in some hay cubes that I held over the top of the shaft, and with only five cubes, I got her to where I could rub her down all over with the shaft, and not twitch at all.  I’d call that real progress, especially with the one who is usually the most difficult animal to work with! 

I think I may spend time for at least the rest of the week working with getting them all comfortable with the whip’s appearance, and the swinging around involved in making the sounds it makes.  It may take longer, and of course it may step backwards.  But if I can get Patches and Umber as involved with it as Precious is, then I think we will be off to longeing them all, which will make them better and far more attentive riders. 

The idea of longeing seems to be that the trainer stands in the middle of a round pen with the whip in hand, and the horse moves around the outside, following commands given by the sounds of the whip.  The result is that the horse gets exercise, has fun, and learns to be attentive to the commands given by a human.  It is an ideal practice to longe for about ten minutes after saddling up, and before riding, as this will cause the horse to deflate the air in it’s body so the rider can tighten the saddle appropriately.  It seems that every horse knows instinctively how to inflate itself when being saddled so that the straps are not tight enough, and the rider falls off. 

The next step is to return to the paddock, and with bribes at the ready, see if Precious will still allow a rub down with the whip shaft, and if not, work with her till she will.  This will be best accomplished in the afternoon when she is hungry, and will do anything for a hay cube.  Then offer food for rewards with Patches till he will allow the same rub down.  This literally means standing there with the whip extended out below his head, and offering food over the top of it till he will approach.  When he does, gently touching his body with it, where it is in plain sight for him, so he can see and feel that it is okay, and that it is not going to hurt him.  This has do be done till he will allow it all over without any twitching.  I have a secret weapon too.  If he is not responsive to the hay cubes, I can always roll out the sweet oats, which are fare more tempting than a candy bar sized block of grass. 

The long term goal is to get Patches to the point where he will no longer stroll around with his head down looking for a bite to eat when he is being ridden, a bad habit that he has gotten into under the hand of my grandmother’s husband.  For Precious, it is a matter of learning to ride properly in the first place.  Once saddled and mounted, she tends to just stand there and look at her rider’s foot, or she might try to buck, but she gives little attention to commands and does not make for an even slightly enjoyable ride.  Umber seems to have been well trained in the past, so I think at this point it will be about keeping up what she probably already has learnt to do well.  Trouble with Umber is that her size makes her perfect for a young child, though she did pretty good under my 150 pound step-son on that five hour trail ride a week and a half ago.  But she was not keeping up with Patches, whose longer legs allowed him an easier walk over the desert brush.  I weigh in at a tad over 200, so he carries a load just fine! 

This is all new to me, and I have learned everything in the past months since we moved from England.  And what I know so far seems to be like a first step on a thousand mile journey. 

Following are the photos of the Arena before rearranging the fence, then a few after building the round pen. 

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This is the feed shelter.  A month’s supply of hay cubes is kept in the large bag at the left, which currently costs just over $150.  The shelter provides shade, and has two catch pens under it.  Umber is kept separate during feeding, or the other horses will bully her away from her food before she finishes as she is a slower eater. 

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This view is from the south end of the Arena looking north.  This is about an acre of land, or a bit more, which is far more than enough sand for horses to stand around in, and occasionally run about.  Originally it was set up  for roping, but nobody here does that, so the idea is to arrange it for training the horses, and to give them a paddock appropriate to them. 

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This view is also facing north.  The fencing is aluminum, and gets bent when the horses reach out for a bite to eat on the other side.  We need an effective weed abatement program along the road since growing grass in the horses paddock is out of the question due to water costs.

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This view from east to west across the narrow width of the arena shows a Ford F-250 at center, to give a little scale. 

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Here is the north fence after we pulled it 14 feet from the property line, temporarily giving the horses nothing to reach for, and when something does grow, the fence is supported by eight foot railroad crossties that are buried three feet into the ground.  They are spaced at ten feet apart.  In the future I’d like to get square wire fencing to put on the wood ties and I’d like to have the whole arena surrounded like this.  It would free up the corral fence for use inside!

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Beyond the north fence, the fourteen foot section will provide a ride out just as soon as we gate this section off.  Riders will have this option exclusively after we can get a tack barn put in back by the feed shelter.  In the end, I would like road bed put down, and would like to take feed deliveries here too.  It may also allow an access for trailers and the like which need not be parked at the front of the property. 

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Here’s a portion of the round pen made from corralling that was removed from the property line.  The looks east by southeast. 

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In this view looking north by northeast, the round pen is in full view with the horse paddock beyond it.  Everything to the front of the image has been reclaimed from the arena, and can be used for training or for anything else, such as other animals, or a barn, or whatever.  If you live in the city, this reclaimed section is probably about the size of your house lot. 

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We used some spare panels to keep a horse on the center of the driveway circle.  Free feed is always good! 

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