rode out on my own....
only to the ford, and back
he was a shade sticky going out, but got over that, i got more forceful ....
on the way back he wasn't spooked by the gamekeeper coming up another track hidden frm view on his quad bike....i was impressed, we could hear it but not see it. chap switched his engine off and waited until we'd moved on, he's good like that..
again, shows the confidence i've lost, and thus that he has lost in me, since moving on to harbour house and having torrid injury time since...as i was hacking out a shade more on my own then.. but we'll get there...
he wasn't quite as bothered by the flies as last night, as i put fly mask over bridle, but we were both covered in them time we got back, i could have done with a fly mask for me!
and then what did i do? i'd put my keys in the tack box before setting off. when i came back, the place was unlocked as other people had arrived, and i never gave a passing thought to where my keys were until AFTER i'd locked the tack box inside the metal cupboard secured with solid padlock.
lots of f......k words ensued....
as you can imagine.
sorted though - we undid the left hand door so the doors weren't fixed together, and pulled the bottom of the right hand door open (bending metal, LOL) so gaynor could get her hand in and fiddle about to get teh box open and tipped onto side so locker key could be grasped .. then unlocked and retrieved car/house/rest of life keys...i wouldn't have thought of that ...
Good for you, every trip out is a few more steps in the right direction to regain your confidence and give Monfils the confidence he needs.
ReplyDeleteThe keys could have been a disaster, but gotta love Gaynor for thinking of a solution. Way to go. Hope you had a bit of a laugh afterwards.