After such a long day yesterday, we were a little slow getting going in the morning. We rode along the section of road that was the biggest reason we had originally chosen a different road. The road meandered around a long outcropping of a ridge with a cliff along the entire thing all the way around. That means there was no way for us to short cut over the ridge. We started our day on one side of the cliff, rode 14 miles around it, and had only gained about 4 miles in an Easterly direction.
We came upon another stock pond- a bit to our surprise- as we weren’t sure if today was going to be long or not to the next water. So we took advantage of our good fortune and stopped in the early afternoon. There was good grass, so it was a great opportunity to let the horses catch up on some eating time. Apache’s ribs are just starting to show from all the long days and scant feed, so this was a much needed break.
We’ve gotten used to the red water of the stock ponds. Thankfully, we haven’t had any more ponds since the first that were so saturated with clay that it went through the filter. They don’t taste good, but at least they aren’t sandy. And we are thankful just to have water of any sort. It’s so remote out here that it’d be hard to get anyone to help us with buckets. Besides, we took the plunge and ditched them back in Boulder. We are also getting used to have sand in our food, in our eyes, our teeth, our clothes, our hair, our sleeping bags, etc. We’re tired of the desert, but we are in survival mode now. Just keep putting one foot in front of the other and get through it………..