WEF Day 10

Today’s caveat is for all of the awesome support that DC and I have gotten through this experience.  We’re 2/3 of the way through, and all of you have been great!

One would think that it would be very difficult to top Day 9, but I have to say, Day 10 was really giving it a run for the money.  I was still gliding on my euphoria of my beloved red ribbons, and had an awesome day planned.  

Despite my infatuation with Vodka Rebulls the night before, I woke up bright and early to head to my trailer to retrieve hay and grain for DC, and with plans to go on a trail ride.  On my way to the trailer, I drove through the main area where the polo barns are located.  I was able to snap some photos of these guys exercising the polo ponies.  Polo riders are a resourceful bunch when it comes to getting as many horses exercised in as little time as possible.  The thought terrifies me, but given their proficiency, I’m sure it seems completely normal to them.

Posing for the camera!

There were probably 15 groups like this all out together.

 I also passed by this ominous looking swamp.  Florida has lots of swamps.

Sunday was a light show day for Woodhill, most of us finishing up on Saturday.  I got to the barn to a very relaxed and happy DC.  We headed out to explore the bridle paths in the opposite direction from the horse show.  I’ve mentioned these paths before, but they really are quite extensive, with mile markers for each trail as you’re going along. 

Here is a map of the trail system:

http://wellington.maps.arcgis.com/apps/OnePane/basicviewer/index.html?appid=c872210688884d90bffdbaf7e54cbf35

I trotted almost the entire Blue Trail circle and it took me just over 30 minutes.  As we all know, DC is not the bravest of souls when it comes to things like parking signs, or Harry Potter portkey scares.  This trail ride did not prove any differently.  We encountered our fair share of scary shavings bags, terrifying trailers, and (OH MY GOD) horrendous horses that were grazing in pastures.  None the less I we had a great time, and he just felt like he was having a blast.

Yet another bansion

This bansion had a putting green too, for the golfer in the family I guess.

Nice backyard view.

After my ride, I headed back to the condo to get ready to go to the BEACH.  That’s right people.  The weather here is beach weather.  Florida might have mosquitos the size of small birds, and enough heat and humidity to scare anyone off, but it is early February, and I was going to the beach.  Enough said. 

Vanessa, Suzanne and I camped out in a lovely area, and even had our own personal Fred C. Gull to protect us from all the other nearing sea gulls around.  True story, we had a guard bird chasing all the other birds away.

Fred C. Gull

Sadly, it turned a bit windy and cloudy after a couple of hours at the beach, so we packed our stuff and headed back to the condo.  I then took a nice nap (could this day get any better??), and then headed to get a pedicure (yes, yes it could).  

Donned with new toes, a day at the beach, a trail ride on my horse, and a random free wine tasting at the wine cellar next to the nail salon, I headed with Suzanne to dinner at Rocco’s Tacos where we ordered a pitcher of margaritas.

 

I do believe I have found Heaven, and it is defined as South Florida.