The minute I saw them, I knew they were both dying

You could tell from the way they were laying there.

Both lifeless looking and, yes, pale.  Could they lose their color overnight like that or had this gone on for months?  How could I miss this?  The signs so obvious – they looked neglected.  Abused.

One had a gash torn up on its left side.  The other was so tired it couldn’t stand up anymore, even with help.

Overworked, an understatement.

riding a horse in a mist of dust

They don’t even fit me right.  Too wide.  Still, they’ve held up for years of riding.  Awesome boots and they’ll last for many more schooling rides.  Gashes and all.

Forgot some, sure, but just these boots alone have been on top of:

  • Fosco
  • Bella
  • William
  • Wynona
  • Whitney
  • Wocelli – sure, it counts even if just hacking out
  • Carbo
  • Jordan
  • Harlow
  • Hugh
  • Skye
  • Storm
  • Silvius
  • Scooter
  • Hadrian
  • Hadrian FLF
  • Brady
  • Beringer
  • Allonsy
  • Dakota
  • Wakanova
  • Zorro
  • Oz
  • Amigo
  • Fleur
  • Rayna
  • Veri
  • Isis
  • Tully
  • Miley
  • Botijo
  • Zingara
  • Lancia
  • Cariñosa
  • Castiza
  • Gaucha
  • Cooper
  • Harely
  • Beringer, yes even him
  • La Prima
  • Jaworzno
  • Paris
  • Valiosa
  • Maxwell
  • Antonio
  • Gandolf
    Misty
  • James Dean

And others, too short rides to remember their name.  Thank you, Ariat!

 

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