The Musher is Trying To Kill Me - Bet

She is, I swear she is... she's doing everything possible to put me in harm's way... all because I keep bugging her about blogging her Iditarod Adventures!

I KNOW!!!!! 

Seriously, she's only up to here:

The Musher at Unalakleetwhatever

This is where all of the exciting stuff happened (not that the stuff that happened this far wasn't exciting), like the whole pizza delivery thing, and then the whole lost Wayward GPS thing, and the taking really really really long to cross that ocean thing!

So, I've been nagging her to blog about all of it, but its been really nice out, and she's been visiting friends, visiting Grandmom (and not taking me), and camping out at Starbucks, and Tim Horton's, and biking, and finally she asked if I wanted to go horseback riding.

Um... really?  Um... sure!  (she never offers to take me horseback riding... ever... I was suspicious).

So, off we go.  Me in my wonderful purple ensemble, and the Musher in jeans (how boring), and off we go to ride horses... except I didn't get to ride horses.  I totally pictured myself on the back of a magnificent steed riding the trails behind the Musher.  Yeah, not so much.

So instead of riding along nice relaxing trails and stuff, we're just in this corral thing with a horse.  A big horse.  The Musher gets this view:

I get this view:

I mean SERIOUSLY!!!  Scared the living pee out of me!  The Musher apparently thought I'd be handy for maybe herding the horse around or something, who knows, but no way, no how.  She finally told me to go lay outside the corral (um, don't have to tell me twice), and then she played with the horse while I baked in the sun and got dust on my purple ensemble.

She mentioned something about Wild Boar and meeting friends.  I told her that I had to stay home and wash my purple ensemble, but she should just go ahead and go without me.  I'm pretty sure that was all code for Wild Boar Jello wrestling or something dangerous and messy.  She can't fool me!

- Bet

East Coast HOLIDAY!!!

My holiday in Maine was wonderful!!! Went horseback riding, hiked, ate a lot of lobster, did some biking, ate more lobster, spent an afternoon at the beach, did some 'retail therapy' at LL Bean and Cabelas, kayaked, ate lobster.....I can't thank Helen enough for showing me such great time!!! Thanks also to Bonnie of HB Provisions and my friends, Kim and Kelly!! Great memories!!!

A very cool ocean side church in Kennebunkport

The inside of the church was all wood and stone. I've been in some nice churches, but this was my personal favorite!!!

I love stained glass!

Riding with Kim, Kelly and Helen!

'Cooper' and I

Sunset in Kennebunkport

George H. Bush's 'summer home'

Kennebunkport Harbour

Helen

One of my favorite ways to view the world

Boats at Cape Porpoise

beach rocks

lobster traps

bouys

Lobsters everywhere!

Heaven!!!