We woke up early, before the free hotel breakfast was available and before Starbucks was open. We headed to the barn and grabbed Leche. She loaded with minimal fuss as we closed the trailer up and made our final checks before saying goodbye. We hit the road earlier than Cortney expected, as she had budgeted for about an hour of loading sillies.
We did manage to find an open Starbucks as we got closer to the highway, and because it was still awfully early for a Sunday, we just parked in the middle of the parking lot with no mind for spaces while we grabbed breakfast and drinks.
On the trip home we had clear skies to watch the sun rise over the same fields we'd watched it set on less than 36 hours before.
Shasta in the distance, we're nearing the end of California
At our first rest stop, I checked on Leche and discovered that she'd pulled (likely pawed) almost everything that was stored in front of her including my Back on Track sheet, most of a hay bale and various other sundries. She'd also pooped and peed on everything. She stood calmly and watched me while I extricated everything and relocated it to a safer spot.
The aftermath. All that lovely hay and alfalfa just churned into the shavings. Ugh.
It was great to see Shasta getting larger, as it meant we were nearing Oregon!
The funny ski area, with even less snow!
Every check on Miss Thing revealed a slightly surprised filly who looked expectantly out the door at the new sights. She did not exhibit any signs of nervousness and stood quietly.
In Oregon, at our diesel stop, I made a mash for Leche, since she was refusing water plain water (filled at the California barn). I was concerned about colic and wanted to get her as hydrated as possible. She happily ate the horse soup I concocted and we both ended up wearing it.
The last rest stop before Portland, OR
What a relief and whirlwind to make it back to this sign!
Washington was quick to remind us that she is Washington as the rain set in and we got several calls from family hoping we'd get in before the sn*w hit.
On the approach to Seattle.
Exiting off the freeway, to cross the trestle into Lake Stevens!
Lights on the water of the Lake
Headlights at the barn
We let Leche loose in the arena so she could stretch her legs and roll if she wanted. She was curious, exploring every corner! She peed and everything looked lovely.
I tucked her into her new stall and got her blanket on. The temperature was dropping and we were in for frozen precipitation. Welcome to Washington!
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