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Brrr!
The canal froze last night, and indeed is still frozen now: only the second time it's frozen over this winter.
On the drive out of town, I kept seeing ominous patches of frost here and there by the roads, and indeed when I got to Bexley it looked like something from a Christmas card. I was going to take a photo of the spectacular covering of ice crystals on a drink can that had evidently been left out overnight, but then I realised that I'd left my phone at home: oops!
One advantage of the cold is that the mud has all frozen: it took me about five minutes to groom GB, other than doing his tail, which was a nice reminder of How Things Used To Be! After that, much to his expected annoyance, I stuck the side saddle on him and did twenty minutes (v impressed with myself: I've been doing about fifteen, and needing to stop and swing my leg onto the other side of the saddle for a rest half way through!), which actually included some slightly more interesting things than just bouncing around in a circle.
Then I swapped the saddles over and joined in the lesson that was about to start: more interesting than previously, and I suspect that I will end up doing it with the side saddle, once the side saddle lady has been later this week to see what can be done about improving the fit.
By the time I was finished, even allowing for the fact that I'd been riding for an hour and a half, it was actually quite warm, as long as you stayed in the sun; still bitterly cold in the shade, though. I did have my silly hat on, though, so maybe not all *that* warm.
Now I suppose I'd better call back the pimp who set me up with an interview last Friday, and see what he wants: he called while I was out, and did I mention I'd forgotten my phone...?
PS: any more for the deathlist, before I do a list of the nominees? I'm missing a few of the Usual Suspects, and though I should check!
On the drive out of town, I kept seeing ominous patches of frost here and there by the roads, and indeed when I got to Bexley it looked like something from a Christmas card. I was going to take a photo of the spectacular covering of ice crystals on a drink can that had evidently been left out overnight, but then I realised that I'd left my phone at home: oops!
One advantage of the cold is that the mud has all frozen: it took me about five minutes to groom GB, other than doing his tail, which was a nice reminder of How Things Used To Be! After that, much to his expected annoyance, I stuck the side saddle on him and did twenty minutes (v impressed with myself: I've been doing about fifteen, and needing to stop and swing my leg onto the other side of the saddle for a rest half way through!), which actually included some slightly more interesting things than just bouncing around in a circle.
Then I swapped the saddles over and joined in the lesson that was about to start: more interesting than previously, and I suspect that I will end up doing it with the side saddle, once the side saddle lady has been later this week to see what can be done about improving the fit.
By the time I was finished, even allowing for the fact that I'd been riding for an hour and a half, it was actually quite warm, as long as you stayed in the sun; still bitterly cold in the shade, though. I did have my silly hat on, though, so maybe not all *that* warm.
Now I suppose I'd better call back the pimp who set me up with an interview last Friday, and see what he wants: he called while I was out, and did I mention I'd forgotten my phone...?
PS: any more for the deathlist, before I do a list of the nominees? I'm missing a few of the Usual Suspects, and though I should check!
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I'll probably post it tomorrow. There are a few that look like good picks on there, it has to be said.