Today was a busy day with the horses at Finca Las Alturas. First I had to go find them. It’s said that Costa Rica has 6 directions, the usual north, south, east and west, plus up and down. And you’re always doing one or the other of the last two. I finally found the herd at the bottom of pasture two, which meant we had to climb back up to the top of pasture two, then down into pasture one and back up again, then up into the main property. Let me just say, it was a very hot and sweaty trip.
My first goal of the day was to trim Brownie’s mane. That girl has the thickest mane I have ever encountered. If it weren’t for her colour and where she’s located, you’d think she had some Norwegian Fjord in her. It’s so thick and heavy that it weighs down the top of her neck. I can only imagine how much lighter she must feel without it. I’m pretty sure she likes having it trimmed because she stood quite still for her new stylin’ do. I didn’t have clippers or even very good scissors so it was a real chore — I managed to get a blister on one of my fingers where it was rubbing against the handle while I cut/sawed my way through the course hair.
Then it was time for grooming some of the other cast of characters.
Any idea what a horse waffle is? That’s what I call the evidence of grooming the ponies leave behind. This is Pegasus’ waffle, but it looks like it has some remnants of Snow.
We also did some de-worming and treated a couple of horses for vampire bat bites, a common occurrence in these parts. And finally it was time for a little clean up with help from Houdini.
Once the horses were fed, watered and cared for, we wrapped up the day in the best way possible, sipping ice cold beer on the veranda. Aaaaah…