So my WEF adventure started with days -1 and 0. For Colorado I feel the need to reach all the way back to day -2 (T minus two days from arrival) as my adventure really began there.
On Friday, the day before we embarked on our two day journey to Colorado, I had about 100 million things left on my to-do list. I have this pension for over planning myself, and this trip was no exception. The planned itennerary for the next week is as follows:
Saturday: Drive to Amarillo
Sunday: Drive to Parker, unload all items, settle the horses in
Monday: Hack both TJ and DC, Fly to Las Vegas
Friday: Fly back to horse show, school both horses
Saturday: Show both horses, drive to Vail for wedding, drive back to Denver
Sunday: Show both horses, fly back to Austin
In other words, I needed to pack and plan for a cross country drive, two horses living in Colorado for 5 weeks, a Vegas Vacation, four horse shows, an a wedding.
I’ve mentioned DH and his amazing, selfless ways before, but this trip he really gets a gold star. To begin with, he was of course volunteering his time to drive with me, but that also comes with an enlistment to load and unload the unbelievable amount of stuff required for this trip. This includes but is not limited to saddles, bridles, tack trunks, buckets, fans, shavings, hay, feed, suit cases, show clothes, schooling clothes, vegas clothes, snacks, ice chest, and of course the all-important horses.
My truck ended up looking like this:
After loading, I thought that I was all ready to go and all we needed to do was pull out in the morning. Unfortunately my trailer had different plans. On my previous haul it came to my attention that my rear signal was not functioning. It was an easy fix of just replacing the light, and it worked perfectly. Or so I thought. Stephen was following me on the way back to the house, and called and said “uh you know that tail light you fixed? Not so much.”
My only plans were to drive 15 hours over the next two days, who needs a tail light right?
I put my handy hat on, and with some phone-a-friend help tried to fix the problem.
Unfortunately my efforts were in vain, and I was unable to get the darned thing working. My professional assessment is that I have a faulty ground wire. But by professional I mean I randomly poked around on my wiring with a screw driver.
It was such that we had a 5 am call the next morning, down one tail light, but up one person who now felt like an expert in trailer wiring. Regardless of my inability to actually fix it.