Christmas Eve
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| 4.5 miles with Kenai and Griffin |
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| Overlooking a snowless farm and jump field |
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| "Woman, give me the treats. Nao." |
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| "Peppermints?" |
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| A BATH was given on December 24 in 60+°F weather. INSANE. |
Christmas Day
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| Overlooking Canaan Valley at the beginning of our 17-mile Dolly Sods ride |
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| Dan on his new Arabian (I am a horrible influence) |
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| SHORT SLEEVES in Dolly Sods in DECEMBER. Da fuq?! |
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| Along the edge of the Valley |
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| Deeper into the Sods |
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| Photo does not do justice to the incline |
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| Driving rain; thunder; lightning. We're completely sane. |
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| Drenched mare was drenched. And a good leader! Yes, the trail and the stream are one. |
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| Oilskin selfie! |
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| So much blurry wetness. |
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| Cheery despite it all! |
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| She's a saint. Seriously. |
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| Yes. That is the trail. Yes, it is also a stream. |
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