South > Dispatch #6
Dispatch #6, Saturday, May 7: Fort Nelson,
BC to Dawson Creek, BC: Road Time
This morning I saddled up Raudi and rode her in the arena. She
was okay with the new Len Brown saddle; however, it is too large
in the butt for me. Len Brown must think I have a lard ass.
Rainbow is still panting heavily. Something is really amiss, but
we aren’t sure what.
We’ve been spending driving time listening to a book on tape,
E.L. Doctorow’s Homer and Langley. Homer blind, Langley deranged,
the pair become shut-ins. Langley is a hoarder, and so the house
becomes increasingly more full of junk. A very sad story with an
even sadder ending. Homer’s sitting
his typewriter, and feels the house shake. The reader is to infer
that Langley has been caught up in a booby trap that he has set
to snare intruders.
We’d learned beforehand that Dawson Creek, British Columbia
had a rodeo grounds, so finding this place was no surprise. There
are two horse boarding facilities. The first, a more upscale sports
multiplex facility, has a large heated arena, complete with a wash
area. The stalled horses, which are up to their knees in sawdust,
are blanketed. (This way, their coats will be shorter come show
season.) The second, a more downscale corral area, has an unheated
arena. The horses here aren’t wearing blankets, although a
few sport fly masks.
We ventured into the more upscale area, and
listened to a fellow from England talk to a couple of people about
saddle fit. Behind him were a row of saddles. None cost under $2,000.
He paid us little mind, and no wonder, we did look a bit ragtag.
We housed Siggi and Raudi in the downscale area. For us, there are
bathrooms and showers. In fact, tonight I had the best trip shower