OK, I complain about the weather just as we all do; it's one of the few things we can do that is still non-taxable.
But when I woke up on Saturday morning to take the doggie for his walk it was 28 degrees here where I live. Just to be sure I checked the weather report for Burlington, Vt., and it was six degrees warmer up there! So what happened to global warming? Is there nothing that we can count on anymore?
Worse than that I was booked into the riding ring at Waredaca as a vendor for the event weekend! For those of you who have never spent much time afoot in a riding ring there is no one place outside of an actual freezer locker that can contain simple cold air any better than a riding ring. It not only contains cold air, it creates colder air. No, I don't know how it works, I only know that it does work that way. If you are sitting on a nice warm horse and moving about it's not so bad, but afoot is wicked.
And then the wind came up. At that point I felt that Waredaca had missed a beat by charging a regular (and reasonable) vendor space rent.
If, for instance, they had charged by the square yard of ring footing that was ingested by the folks in that indoor they probably would have made a lot more money. As it was when I went home and washed my face I found that I had not only gotten the standard chapped lips, but also chapped cheeks and eyebrows! Who knew that eyebrows could be chapped?
But I went back on Sunday. Why? Because all in all, Waredaca is as much fun as you can have and still be legal. If you are easily bored you can perambulate between the dressage ring, the jumping ring and the outside course. Never a dull moment anywhere.
If you are a walker, you have literally acres and acres of territory to cover while you look at really nice horses. I believe that there are over 200 acres to the farm. If you are a photographer bring your long shot lenses because the views of jumps and fall foliage are lovely right now.
And there are all sorts of dogs! All of them are on leashes. No loose doggies, please, but in that one weekend I saw a red Heeler, a Fox Terrier, a Kerry Blue Terrier, two Long Haired German Shepherds, a St. Bernard and a couple of nicely behaved Pit Bulls. There were countless little Jack Russell Terriers, a pair of Cavalier King Charles and some Dobermans. On Saturday all of the smaller dogs and some of the larger ones were wearing jackets that probably cost more than my entire wardrobe but they looked warm, cute and very stylish.
There is also the staff at Waredaca. The staff is great (that's with a capital great) and the little Pony Club girls are not only the nicest kids in the world but on Saturday many of them were wearing hats that cracked me up. There was a bunny hat, a lot of sock monkey hats, a pink piggy hat (brave girl, that one) and one of them was wearing a moose hat that I must somehow find in my size. I went a little crazy at the Pony Club table-they were selling donated Oxo kitchen ware, you know the 'good grip' ones, that were a lot less expensive than you will ever get them at a store.
Me? I was selling my own line of horse and dog cards and paintings. And, in spite of the weather and the horrible financial times that we are in, I did okay. Surprised the heck out of me, I can tell you that. I never expect much these days and am always pleased if I actually make expenses so that I don't go in the hole for a day's outing. Right now I am still just trying to get the word out about my tiny business. That means that I can go back this weekend to the Starter Event and, with the weather looking just fine, I may set up in the parking lot with the other vendors who will be there, too.
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So, if you are looking to get out and see some nice horses, take a walk and have some fun, get thee to Waredaca which is down Md. 650 below Damascus on the way to Sunshine which is a tiny town right on Md. 97. It is hard to miss Waredaca on a show day - there will be legions of horse trailers parked in a big field right beside the road and the farm will be filled with really nice horses.