March 1,2016

Astrid was kind enough to lend me her ‘horsey jacket’ to keep warm when we headed off to the stable.  On our way we stopped and I bought a double layer jacket since it appears that it is still winter here!  Astrid’s first lesson was to teach me about how to hold a bow, notch an arrow, draw the arrow back and release it.  I was glad it was a light weight bow or I might have had difficulty drawing it back.  I discovered my left arm was not steady so I was definitely erratic in my aim.  Astrid saddled up Dude the resident “head horse” at the stable (a real Shadow—can do everything on him).  She demonstrated how to shoot while moving, first at a walk and then at a lope.  Unfortunately I got so cold I had to go in to the coffee room and cuddle up to the wood stove to get thawed out.  Astrid saddled and exercised her horse, Joy, while I was getting warm.  Once warm, I went out and got on Dude and tried putting half a dozen arrows in the target from a standstill—5/6 stuck and I was getting closer and closer to the center dot.  Astrid mounted Joy and we went out on a trail ride in the snow.  We rode for 3-4 km around through some fields and side roads.  At one point we saw a flock of 7 big white birds (storks?).  I enjoyed riding on the sheepskin covered saddle wrapped in Matt’s raincoat to keep the wind off me.  On our way back from the stable we stopped at the equivalent of a big Greenhawk store and looked at the different tack and clothing.

In the evening we traveled on the U-bahn (subway) and trams to meet Lydia near the Nymphenberg Castle.  We walked beside the canal that leads to the castle in what was Lydia’s playground in her youth.  She even pointed out the house she was born in!  We traveled some ways from the canal to a little pub that she used to frequent when she was a student.  Matt came from his work and joined us at the pub as well.  We had a good visit and a good supper, which we finished by sharing a pancake like affair that was cut up and then you dipped it in apple sauce—delicious!  Afterward we took Lydia to the Hbf (main train station) so that I could have a look to know where to go on Thursday.  We finished off the evening back at the apartment tasting several kinds of liquors that Matt and his Mom had made—we decided the Elder flower one was the best.

March 2

Off on the U-bahn again to the Olympic park this time.  Atop the Olympic Tower I realized that Munich is not that large a city despite its population.  Astrid was able to explain the different areas that we looked down on.  In particular I wanted to take a couple of photos to show you the difference between my photography and that of a pro.   Matt has a couple of photos hanging in their front room that i thought were exceptional.  My photos are on top and on a cloudy day, Matt’s, on the bottom, were taken at sunset in the summer I believe.

Next we decided to just go have some fun at the aquarium, Sea Life, which is right near the tower.  Since Matt and Astrid are scuba divers she was able to tell me a great deal about the critters we were looking at.  There was a station where I got to play in the water and try to hold a hermit crab, it was unimpressed by being disturbed but does not pinch or bite.  There were fish from the local river and from oceans and seas around the world.  There was even a display of dino type critters, crocs and other left overs from prehistoric times.

We went back downtown and walked through the old city, saw the King’s castle that is now a huge museum, looked into the biggest church in town, saw a monument of the first king—Max somebody or other.  The streets are much wider than in the old cities that I looked at previously.  We did see a gate that dates back to the 1300’s—Munich was not on the OLD trading routes.  The rain really started to come down and I got to use my “Canadian” umbrella that my daughter told me to take.  However the wind was also nasty and eventually destroyed the umbrella!  Thank goodness my new black & blue jacket is waterproof and has a hood!  We met Matt downtown, rode on the subway, walked up a winding trail to a famous brewery where there was a ‘lenten’ Beer Fest.  The beer at the middle of Lent was brewed with a higher alcohol and I think energy content than during the rest of the year.  Hence a good reason to have a Beer Fest.  The locals dress up in appropriate Bavarian costumes—the guys in lederhosen and the gals in flouncy dresses with aprons.  There were some very picturesque couples but I felt too uncomfortable to photograph them.  The most overwhelming aspect of the whole affair was the din—it was a VERY NOISY HALL!  People were packed in worse than on the subway, I have no idea how the waiters & waitresses ever got to the tables.  Of course at the front of the hall there was a German brass band playing Bavarian beer drinking songs.

March 3

I got to try my new subway orienteering on Thursday morning as I made my way to the Main Train Station (Hbf).   As I traveled north from Munich I noticed that the fields were larger but they were still very green.  We did travel through some fairly long stretches of forest which had small sloughs but no lakes that I noticed.  DB trains were on time and I was met by Melanie at the Cottbus station.  After we dropped my luggage at the apartment we walked through the city center & then picked up some groceries.  For supper we went to some friend’s apartment.  Tomas, Jana, Annika (4.5 yrs) and Isabelle (2 yrs) live just a couple blocks away.   The two couples have just purchased 2 parts of a tri-plex very recently and are excited about finishing the interior of their respective homes.  They spent a good deal of the evening discussing the kitchen appliances. 

There are pictures in the stories below. Sometimes I forgot to take out my camera and take a good pictorial reminder--sorry!

February 26

Since Petra and Lisa had time off, they were my official guides and took me into Freiburg to the market, where we had a wiener on a bun, apparently very German.  We walked around the old city and saw buildings with 700 inscriptions!  Lots of them had dates from the 1100’s.  Freiberg was a crossroads for trading routes so there is a large mercantile culture in the city.  The unique aspect to the Freiburg streets is the little canals that run down even some of the very narrowest of streets.  There are ‘street cleaners’ whose job it is to keep the water in the little canals clean.  There are bigger canals beside which certain merchants were grouped.  One street had leather workers and clothiers, and at the beginning/end of the canal there was a laundry that is still in business today.  Another street was originally the fish mongers but I did not see any fish advertised as we strolled by. 

The ladies dropped me off at a Starbucks so I could connect to the internet and get some mails written.  They went shopping and Lisa found some nice sweaters, one was a very good buy.  When they returned we went to a European food court which means none of the vendors were chains but sold specialty foods from different ethnic regions.  We returned to the Gundelfingen Farmer’s Market and purchased cheese, bread and veggies.  Unfortunately the dairy producer was sold out of butter and quark.

We attended a special musical Lenten presentation at the big church that Jakob told me is forever being renovated because of its soft sandstone building material.  During WW II this church was left standing while the greater part of Freiburg was heavily damaged.  The church officials were wise enough to remove the windows and cart them away to safety, so after the war the windows were restored and the original glass is still in the building.  The music was from Bach and while it did not impress Petra, I was able to relax and meditate. 

We returned to the house and while Petra prepared potato soup I tried out the new internet connection that she added to their existing one.  After Tom returned from work we enjoyed our supper that included raisin cheesecake made with quark.  We did some reminiscing about Lisa’s first visit to Winning Ways and had a bit of a slide show.  Then I showed off photos of my tour thus far.  Bedtime at midnight!

Feb 27

I went to the ‘Coffee House’ at a local church to meet/greet newcomers with Petra and Lisa.  I met some of the Syrian refugees and there were folks from several different ethnic origins in attendance.  We had juice, Turkish tea, quiche, bread pretzels and a variety of sweets.  Petra played piano and Lisa and Karin sang “Hallelujah”.  Then they taught us a German song and we all got up and did actions to the song as well as singing it as a two part round song.  We also learned and sang a West African song.  There were drummers and that really fascinated the children. 

After lunch we traveled up the mountain, Kandel, to the ski resort and a ‘jump off’ for hang gliding.  Then we went down the mountain to St Peter to view the monastary church.  It is a Baroque church that was built by the Zahringer knights/nobles and they ruled the surrounding country-side.  They founded many towns including Freiberg.  Their small canals or ditches with running water to keep the streets clean are characteristic of the towns they started.  We traveled some more winding, twisting back roads to go to the stable where Petra and Tom take riding lessons.  I talked to some of the owners of horses boarded there.  While at the stable Tom joined us (he came out on the train.)  We went to a restaurant in the same village as the stable, close to where Tom had grown up.  We HAD to order Black Forest cake since we were in the Black Forest.

Tom drove back through the little village where he had grown up and eventually to the town where he and Petra met.  Everywhere there are crucifixes and small chapels, even in the restaurants there are “Christ corners” with a crucifix prominently displayed.  For supper we went to a special restaurant where they frequently have live music.  We were lucky and could listen to typical German music for most of our supper.  I enjoyed fresh trout and potatoes, Lisa had her childhood specialty—fries, schnitzel and salad along with a Cola.  Petra & Tom ordered liver—treat away from home.  Upon our return to the house we had a nightcap of schnapps or homemade wine.  I slept very well.  :>)

Feb 28

Lisa was wonderful—she went out early and brought back fresh bread/buns from the bakery across town that has the best selection.  I got to try more cheese on the fresh buns—I am eating very well!  We set off on a new adventure in a new direction—south and then west.  Staufen has a castle which we got to climb up to and look over the ramparts at the country-side below.  The tower was there in Roman times and then the Zahringers built the castle itself.  It is on 400 m and then up another 80 m to the look out.  It is located at the beginning of the Black Forest so the land is level to the west but rises abruptly behind the castle into the Hills.  We walked down into the town and saw the area where they tried drilling down to do geothermal heat transfer but something went terribly wrong.  The water got into the gypsum layer and caused the ground to rise as the water soaked into the gypsum causing expansion.  The area near the drilling site has risen nearly ½ m.  and caused many huge cracks in the surrounding buildings.  One building is demolished and the walls have ‘bandaid’ signs “Staufen shouldn’t break apart”.  Before we left we had tea and cake at a Backerei with restaurant.

We traveled west toward the Rhine to the city of Breisach am Rhein.  We walked along a retaining wall that is to prevent flooding further north.  There is a lock there and we watched the River Police boat come up the river.  The large/deep channel is a bit further west on the French side of the river and that is where the shipping channel is.  On the way back we traveled through an area noted for its vineyards and wineries—Kaiser stuhl.  We entered Gundelfingen from the west & approached the house from that direction. 

After a bit of tea and bread, Petra, Lisa and I went across the street to the Refugee camp.  We went to Waleed’s room where we had tea/coffee and fresh cake.  I asked many questions about what it was like to come as a refugee and found out some interesting things.  Waleed tried to ‘read’ Petra’s coffee cup—there are grounds in the coffee Syrians drink.  Apparently his aunt is a great ‘cup reader’ but eventually he gave up.  However he took a picture so he could send it to his aunt so she could make a good reading for Petra.  Lisa enjoyed playing with Waleed’s two sons and the little Walheed who is about 14 mos and just learning Arabic & German.  The little guy, whose dad is Osama, is a favourite in the camp and is frequently not at home but visiting/traveling with someone else.

Petra and Tom prepared a supper of fried potatoes, gyros—chopped, sliced pork and ‘winter salad’, which we saw them hand picking in the fields on our way back from Kaiser stuhl.  For dessert we had a French wine Clairette De Die.  I am becoming quite cosmopolitan, wine with my meals and nightcaps in the evening.

Feb 29

I spent the morning finishing more correspondence and posting.  Petra and Tom took me to the Bus Station since that is by far the cheapest means of transport—only 15 Euros from Freiburg to Munich!  My seatmate spoke English so he told me some stories about the country-side as we traveled. The weather had been threatening to precipitate earlier and now it did, first as rain and then a driving snow.  Perhaps the bus was a bit slower because of the weather but it arrived late into Munich and I’m sure Astrid was beginning to think I was lost.  However she did find me and we drove back to her apartment in very slushy snow.  Matt was there to greet us and we visited  late into the evening, after we had a bite of supper.

After scraping ice off the car on Wednesday morning Andrea took me to the train station to start the next part of my journey.  I traveled by train around the end of Boden See (Lake Constance) through Austria and on into Germany.  I can officially say I was in Austria but only very a very short time.

My next host, Kathrin, met me at the train station and we dropped off the car on a side street and strolled around Ravensburg.  We stopped in a little cafe where there were huge stones for the flooring and big beams holding the ceiling up.  The way to the wash closet WC or toiletten was thru a small door (people used to be shorter), a winding corridor and up some steps.  You can definitely tell that the buildings were not designed with WC as a priority.  We had lunch at Turkish donair with a very tasty “sandwich” that had meat and salad in it.  As we toured the old city we passed a ‘merchant house’ that was dated 1106.  We saw the towers for which Ravensburg is famous and shopped for bread at a little market with different self-made items.  The towers were built in the 1400’s to defend the Hapsburg family who were merchants & traders to as far as Barcelona.  [Of course I forgot to take pictures!]

In the afternoon we went to the farm where Kathrin and Carsten live, right across from a dairy barn that is still operational.   Kathrin took care of Luca, her faithful old dog, and I got to do some more correspondence.  It takes me some organizing of hosts to keep this tour going!  As Marilyn and I always say the Universe is unfolding as it should.  Carsten was our cook for the evening and I got to try “maultashen” which is a vegetable filled pasta similar to perogies. After supper we showed Carsten some photos from Meadow Lake.

February 25

We awoke to a very white world on Thursday, about 12-15 cm of snow!  Kathrin took me over to the dairy and I got so see how the milking parlour was arranged.  The cows have a loafing barn where they can eat and lay down and they just seem to wander into the parlour whenever they want to get milked.  After considerable sweeping and clearing of snow from the vehicle we were able to drive to the stable where Leiko lives.  He seemed to be a very well behaved fellow and was glad to get his treat of mineral mash.  Kathrin lamented that at this new stable, although there is a great indoor arena, the opportunities to go trail riding are not so good.  She prefers to ride out but not on pavement.

We drove to Ravensburg and after lunch Kathrin put me on the train once more.  I did not find the country-side nearly as interesting once it was covered in snow.  The train was late into Basel and so I did not catch my next one on time.  Thank goodness trains run every hour or so.  Lisa phoned me to find out where I was and I told her I would be an hour late!  The train that took me to Freiburg was OLD and did not have any digital readout that lets you know where you are or where the train will stop next.  I was very glad that I only had to go to the first stop on the route so I did not have to try to figure out what the German train driver was saying.

On the platform I looked around for familiar faces but there were hardly any people about so I headed toward the station and suddenly there were two tall ladies coming my way.  Petra and Lisa found me! (They didn’t know that I travel in the first class section of the train.)  We drove to Gundelfingen and I visited with them as Petra made supper.  I was a bit apprehensive when I was told that we were going to have wild pig for supper but it turned out very tasty.

Nadja was off to her first day of the next semester and Monica dropped me off at the tram station on her way to do the shopping.  Again I found my way to the Meeting Point and this time Jonas found me.  Jonas does not look a great deal different than when he visited Winning Ways 10 years ago!  He and some of his classmates formed a company when they graduated and work in environmental studies.  He also works in the preparation of materials for technical classes for school children.  Jonas remembered “the best cream filled doughnuts in the world” were once found in the Meadow Lake Bakery.  He felt that the croissants we had for our lunch did not compare.

The train from Zurich to Sargans stopped inexplicably in the middle of a wide spot in the train yards, perhaps it was to let another train pass in the opposite direction.  In any case the 4 minute stop ensured that I DID NOT make my connection and thus was late arriving in Heerbrugg where I was to meet Andrea.  Fortunately she persisted in looking for me and eventually found me forlornly wandering around the station in search of her.

Andrea whisked me away to her home in the little village of Widnau, where Michael and their daughter, Sophia, and Maple (Alex’s sister) were waiting.  Andrea & I visited while Michael, who is the cook in the household, made the ‘Farmer’s Wife supper’ of mashed potatoes, covered with a stew of veal & veggies.  I got to be the Canadian grandma and entertain Sophia for a while.  The family lives in a duplex that is fairly old and I have included a couple of photos of the original “central heating system”.  The stove and oven (pictured) are in the kitchen and the almost fireplace looking unit is in the dining room and backs into the living room (pictured).  Of course there are vents to allow the warm air to rise into the bedrooms above.  The whole unit now has hot-water heating registers in every room so the temperature can be very controlled. 

February 23

On Tuesday morning everyone was loaded into the family car, including Maple, and we set off to the Appenzeller District.  This is the area Michael grew up in and he is very familiar with its twisty roads.  We went to Schaukaserie which has a show area, where we watched the cheese being produced, a restaurant, where we had brunch and a shop to sell cheese.  Brunch consisted of several kinds of bread, different ages of cheese, ham, jelly, pickles and grapes.  They brought you a hot drink at the beginning of the meal and another one at the end (you could choose from tea, coffee, hot chocolate).  All the while there was Swiss music playing and when Sophia got fussy, Daddy danced her around the restaurant, which we had all to ourselves.

After brunch we went winding, and switch-backing on our way up another hill to a lookout point from which you can see the whole area on a clear day.  Back at the house, we had nap time for baby, grandma and mommy.  I think daddy went shopping.  Later I worked on my computer.  Michael provided 4 kinds of meat & 4 kinds of cheese for the raclette along with small boiled potatoes which you could smoother in freshly melted cheese.  Sophia was fairly fussy so Andrea put her to bed early and was able to enjoy the evening.  We played a couple of different card games, I could tell Michael’s grandpa had taught him well! 

This morning the sun is shining and it is not cold.  I walk to the tram station, ride to Zurich Main Station to catch the train to Kandersteg via Bern.  By the little city of Olten it is cloudy/snowy and that continues all the way into the mountains.  Even before I reached Kandersteg I feel I am in the Rockies, these are big mountains with snow covered caps.  Of course the Alps are impressive!  Martina meets me at the station and we walk around the corner to her car & drop my bags and then walk a few steps to the stable where she rides.  I meet the Shetty (Shetland pony), the grey Arab cross gelding and the mare that she rides in competitions.

At Martina’s apartment she outfits me with a pair of ski pants and heavier jacket.  Since my feet are bigger than the biggest snow boots she has I wear my cowboy boots (very successfully—my feet stay toasty warm).  We ride up, up, up.....in the gondola and I study the terrain of the mountainside above.  No way was I going to look down!  At the top of the lift we step out into a white world, strap on our snowshoes and pick up our poles and off we go to see the sights.  This area has more guided trails than the other side she explains and this is where the snowboarders are doing their runs this weekend.  Her boyfriend was asked to guide for the Snowboard Festival so that the tourists won’t get into trouble.

After an hour & half of snowshoeing I am glad to return to the chalet and sit down for a cup of tea.  Once back at Martina’s I realize I am probably suffering from the altitude. Kandersteg is nearly 1200 m, but up on the mountain it is close to 1900 m, so a poor flat-lander like me should be a bit dizzy.  (Afterwards I hear I should have probably been up there 3 days before I tried hiking around!) I crash for about 3 hours, Martina starts to worry that I am not going to wake up, but I do.

Martina’s friends organize a fondue for her birthday supper and one of them made her a cute cake.  We get to sing her happy birthday in English. When we finish supper the girls go out to a party being held by the Snow Board Festival companies.  Martina’s boyfriend will be there too, so she gets to celebrate with all her friends. I get to catch up on some correspondence on my laptop.

Sunday February 21

The sky is blue and somewhere out beyond the mountains the sun is shining.  After breakfast with Martina and the girls, Martina and I go on another gondola ride up another mountain on the other side of Kandersteg.  Martina goes back after she has me safely on the hiking trail, to do some skiing with the other gals.  I am hiking into the mountains to the Oeschinsee.  This little lake froze before the snow came and ‘black ice’ was created, which means you can see through it to the bottom of the lake. Yes the water runs very clear here.  The ‘black ice’ created a wonderful skating opportunity and many tourists came in the fall to skate on this natural ice rink.  When I reach the little chalet near the lake I sit down in the shade!  The sun came over the mountains and now it is very, very warm. 

Some of the guys on the hiking trail have taken off their shirts and are sun tanning—the snow glare could burn you I think.  I see many families, couples both young and old, dog lovers and individuals just out enjoying the beautiful day.  On my hike back to the Gondola Station/Chalet I take several rest stops on the strategically located benches and one on a stump close to the intersection of the trail and a ski run.  I watch the skiers glide past while the hikers mostly march down to the lake.  I walk back through Kandersteg and see yet another avalanche as the water-weighted snow slides down the mountain. I collect my luggage at the stable where I had left it and board the trains back to Bern, Zurich and Egg.

Once more I visit with Carlo and Monica before we enjoy a supper of Cordon Blue prepared especially by Monica.  Since it was such a lovely afternoon Nadja spent it out trail riding on Foote. She joins us for supper and tells us that Foote was good today.  Again after supper we discuss the health care systems in the two countries and future plans.  That evening I say good bye to Carlo, since he will leave early in the morning for work.

Well......I’m on the way!!  We’re going to fly...... (written as we move away from the gate.)

Other folks read I write....

Somewhere over the Atlantic it got rough...my seatmate is very uncomfortable.

It has been pleasant so far: early departure, pleasant attendants, tasty chicken supper, interesting discussion with the young lady from Russia and even an early arrival in Barcelona!

I left Winning Ways on Saturday morning in overcast conditions, not quite snowing but there was snow swirling on the road. Since I was pulling Vawn’s trailer with Diesel, one of Tara’s newly acquired horses, I chose to go cautiously.   I met Vawn at her friend’s where I was to leave Diesel near Tofield.  He was a good boy and went well when Vawn rode him.

When I arrived at the McLeans, two grandgirls immediately took me to their “skating rink”.  Chris had found a small pond back in the bush near the house they have rented, he cleared it and it has become a great source of enjoyment for the whole family.  The girls excitedly put on their skates as Chris cleared the last of the new fallen snow.  The girls practiced their skating and waited impatiently for Vawn, who had stopped for groceries, to arrive.  When she did, the “show” could go on.  Caslyn introduced the presentation in true MC fashion and told me that this was a special show just for me.

I was treated to individual skating and then a “skit on ice”--Cinderella.  Vawn was the narrator and ‘voice off stage’.  The whole story including finding the “lost glove” as opposed to the glass slipper was played out by Caslyn as the main character and Elissa in many supporting roles.  Great imagination!

I managed to sleep most of the trip from Amsterdam to Barcelona and since I had an aisle seat and could not have seen anything that was just fine.  At El Prat, my bright green CANADA strap made my bag easy to find and I was off to the Arrivals door.  That was when I got my first shock!  Standing at that door were several soldiers ARMED WITH RIFLES!  They did not appear to be unfriendly so I asked if it was usual to have large guns; the soldier said he did not understand English but guns were usual!  I walked through the doors and looked at the faces waiting for their friends and family and immediately saw Nuria waving at me.  I was very happy, I hope that I find all my hosts that easily.

After Nuria had finished her tutoring lesson for one of the neighbours, we went for a short ride on the Subway to the downtown area.  We walked miles and looked at all the buildings lit up for the evening.  It was very comfortable with my jacket on and the air did not smell polluted.  I was surrounded by history—we walked over stone streets and past buildings that have been there since Roman times!!  Some of the walls and walkways were over 2000 years old.  It was a very strange feeling for me.  Oh yes, I saw rifle armed soldiers again and once again I was a bit uncomfortable.  Nuria explained that the terrorists have threatened this city and some have been arrested here.  She told me she feels more secure with the soldiers on the streets especially after what happened in other parts of Europe.

At supper, after our walk, I discussed politics with Nuria’s parents.  Nuria was very busy translating back and forth.  Earlier she told me that she was afraid she might not understand me but was very glad to find that she did not have much trouble.  Supper was a traditional Spanish one with potato omelette, different types of pork sausage, little pastries filled with flavoured pork fat, quince/goat cheese cubes, tomato/olive oil covered bread, lovely Havarti cheese and of course olives.  To finish Momma, Merce, supplied cream puffs!  All very tasty.

When I fell into bed at midnight I slept and slept and......yes for 9 hours straight through!  Then I didn’t get up I just turned over and slept for another 3 hours!  WOW I was in bed for 12 hours—I was tired!  When I finally got up, I was given breakfast by Merce and I said hello to Josep who was in and out.  Josep is retired but very politically active and works for the Catalonian state.  Merce is unemployed right now and is working on studying English while she is searching for a job. 

Nuria took me to a Supermarket which was not very large by our standards but had many similar items to our grocery store, just a different label.  We went to the big train station “Sants” where I was able to purchase my reservation to Valence.  We looked at much of the moderinista architecture.  We ventured into a “farmers market” where there were fruits, vegetables, meat, nuts, flowers, eggs, candy and of course fish (some of it still alive).

The sailing craft have to go under the rising bridge where I photographed Nuria.

We had our supper of salad, followed by rabbit. This was a very tasty meal.  We exchanged more stories and I showed off my grandgirls skating. 

February 17

After breakfast Wednesday morning, Merce, Josep & I ventured on to a more crowded subway on our way to the Museum.  Josep wanted to show me the Roman streets and walls and then visit Santa Maria Del Mar church which I had seen the first evening I arrived.  The church was built in the 1300’s but has had to be rebuilt many times.  Many priests & others are buried under it’s floor.

At the Catalan Historical Museum we saw the prehistoric to modern day.  The area around Barcelona has long been inhabited and there were many maps showing the invasions by conquering leaders.  When we got to the area describing the knights of old, there were a couple of wooden horses, one with a rider and another you could ‘ride’ on.  I got a picture to prove I was there. I also had to take a photo of Merce beside the little car that she said looked just like the first one she ever had.  As I read the many different articles about the frequent changes of government I   began to see why the Catalonians are very interested in independence.

At lunch we went to a buffet, Fresco, down along the marina, near the aquarium and rising bridge.  Then we used the subway to go to Sagrada Familia.  We snaked along to purchase a ticket for me—Senior.  We entered the huge Basilica filled with light (& people).  Although it will not be finished for another 10 years it is very beautiful inside.  Apparently in the 1930’s it was vandalized, partially destroyed and some of Gaudi’s work stolen!  Terrorists today would love to do the same (and kill some tourists!)  Now I understand the great security presence, the guards and police.

The supper Merce prepared was delicious—paella.  This is typical Catalonian food.  A bed of rice on which there are pieces of rabbit, clams in their shells, and huge shrimp.  After supper I was even able to visit with Cristina via skype.

February 18

Poor Josep slept through his alarm, or it didn’t go off.  At 8 am I walked into the front room to see if there was anyone awake, he heard my footsteps and realized he was late getting up.  Still we managed to catch the train at the subway as soon as we arrived and now I definitely know how cows feel in a fully loaded stock trailer—squished!

The train is nice to travel on but I would prefer a forward facing seat! The French country side was full of agriculture but the soil looks dry and hard—very much clay.  But still I see green fields and even the occasional blooming tree! Around Perpignan there were orchards, vineyards, greenhouses and even some equines being fed with large (well at least med. size) round bales.  Wind mills are to be seen on the high hills. While agriculture continues to dominate the landscape, the soil is terribly rocky!

At Valence I grabbed a Ham/Cheese to go and eventually found the Gate 2 at which I was to depart.  I only waited about 4 minutes and off we went again, this time on a Regional Train.  Still comfortable but slower (we went 300 k/h on earlier train), noisier and rougher than the Hi speed train. From here we climbed and then turned along the lake shore to eventually travel through some tunnels. Finally I have seen herds of cattle—white Charolais I suppose.  Eventually I saw an Equestrian Centre with both indoor and outdoor arenas, and large paddocks for the horses done with e-tape. I noticed the further we went the lower the population density.

Again a train change in Geneve, I asked which was first class & was steered to the yellow banded train coaches.  Found my way to the businessmen’s section, where guys are talking about million $ deals. But it is for “working with the notebook” so its the right place.  Lots of city to travel through on the way out.  More English on the signage thank goodness.  Spain was good, almost always English at the bottom. In France the announcements were only spoken in French and signs only in French, don’t like tourists I guess! 

I can see the mountains in the distance again.  It appears we are climbing back into them. There appear to be some bush lands in small areas.  Before Geneve there was a great deal of forest and wild land. Now it is dark and I no longer know what I travel through—pity.  But it seems to be dark a great deal of the time and I don’t think we go through that many tunnels.

Nadja, Hannah & Carlo met me on the platform in Zurich, for which I was very glad.  We traveled by car to Egg where the family lives in a very modern house.  There was a wonderful supper prepared with a cream of celery soup with apple in it—very delicious.  We visited and exchanged stories, both of Nadja’s parents speak English so I could converse without a translator.  As usual it was late when I got to bed.

February 19        

In the morning we went to the local tram stop and I obtained some Swiss franks from the ATM.  A day pass cost 21 franks—things are expensive in Switzerland.  We went back to Zurich and took a City Bus Tour, thank goodness it was enclosed and not one of those open double decker buses, but we still needed blankets to keep warm as it was not heated.  We saw and heard about a great deal of the history of the city center and went past the University where Nadja goes to classes.  Apparently there was a competition a few years ago to decorate a cow (plastic ones) and use them for advertising.  So there are cows in many colors with many designs in the weirdest places.

After a lunch from the famous corner sausage/bun stand we returned to Egg.  Off to the stable to visit the horses and go for a carriage ride. The Swiss warmblood mare that pulled us was very energetic, although she is 20 years old, and she is very well trained.   The driver, like Nadja, is not the owner but spends a good deal of time at the stable with the horses.  He explained about the surrounding country side and the agriculture that I could see.  Unfortunately he did not speak English so we had to converse with the girls translating.  I got to see storks and even one high up in its nest.  My fingers were nearly frozen so I didn’t take any photos—sorry.

In the evening I traveled back into Zurich to The Meeting Point under the big clock.  It was fascinating to watch folks meeting—young lovers, older couples, friends, siblings and probably even business people.  I was a bit early so I got to watch the passing parade for a few minutes before Noah appeared.  He hadn’t changed much so I easily recognized him.  We went for a stroll through the old town with its narrow streets and small shops.  We stopped at the Johanniter Restaurant and had  Zurigschnatzlets mit Rosti.  That is a fantastic meal--veal with a mushroom sauce served with grated/fried potatoes.  We continued our stroll and soon found a Starbucks where we could sit and visit over hot chocolate and a brownie. 

The spring of 2015 seems to be passing very rapidly with calving, lessons, and horse activities including The Trophy Show in Saskatoon, the Meadow Lake Rodeo in the ML Arena and Horse Day at Winning Ways.  We have had great international helpers who have had an opportunity to enjoy a wide variety of ranching activities and some have had various adventures in the community.  Winning Ways students have been attending riding lessons and some of them have had a chance to demonstrate their horsemanship skills at events off the ranch. 

We were fortunate this year, since the weather warmed up fairly early, there were not many days when the crew rode in snow but of course there is always one last bit of snow to remind one of winter.  Branding day is one of the ranch activities that is looked forward to by all the crew and the helpers from the other hosting ranches.  We had a good day in the middle of May and got the cows vaccinated as well as getting the calves all ready to go to the pasture.  A week later we had a cattle drive and took the herd to the North Ranch.  Two Bar C and Meeds Meadows crew helped us on both occasions.

Several of our helpers got to attend a Pow Wow and one of our visitors even got a plane ride right over the ranch and she saw a bear and a cow moose by Nesset Lake.

Students prepared themselves for a couple of competitions and the Rodeo parade.  Cassidy and Shrek went to the Hunter/ Jumper show at Ebon Stables in Saskatoon.  Ashley, Ava, Autumn, Piper and Seth all rode in the Extreme Trail Challenge during the Meadow Lake Rodeo.  We even had an international Rodeo Rider in the "Local" Ladies Steer Riding during the Rodeo; Pauline stayed on the 'steer' longer than some of the cowboys stayed on the bulls!  This year the bulls made a clean sweep--not one rider stayed on for the full 8 second ride.

Horse Day Open House was lots of fun for our many young riders.  A big thank you to Kelly's Angles and the rest of the Winning Ways crew for all the time they spent with the young people and their parents.  Thanks to all the folks who promote Winning Ways as a great place to learn about horses and ride.  One van came with 7 little people who were all excited to ride!  After the newcomers had an opportunity to ride, a few of the Spring Lesson students rode and demonstrated their skills, including negotiating obstacles and jumping fences.

The Winning Ways crew were all sad that the Fire Ban is still in effect and we cannot have our wood fire barbeque.  However Julia made some oven fries and Kelly fried up some steak and we had a very tasty  end of the day meal.  At Winning Ways there are new experiences everyday for everyone and this evening  was no exception.  Haribo, the orphan lamb, joined us at the table we had set out on the lawn, he even tried out the lettuce salad!  We think he has an affinity for alcoholic beverage bottles as that is what the crew uses to feed him his milk.  He was greatly fascinated by the table cloth and the wine glasses and once the wine was opened we feared he'd upset the wine bottle.   

Yellow Dog: "They said we were going hunting.......but for trees??!"

Is it better to have the tree above or below you Dominic?

Jana was the official tree decorator with assistance from Dominic.

Christmas Eve the hoar frost on the trees was a gorgeous sight,

Darma was NOT impressed with a Christmas HAT!!

Creamsicle enjoyed his treats, Buffy checks out Jana in a hat.

Dominic: "Look THAT WAY!!"

Christmas Buffy

Dashing thru the sno' in a two horse open sleigh, o're the fields we go......

Christmas Eve at Millar's

The Winning Ways crew headed up to the Two Bar C for a fantastic meal, lots of visiting and of course the highlight of the evening "a visit from Santa!"

Christmas morning opening presents with Hobo watching

The 3 Wise Persons out for a walk with their "beasts of burden".  All the on-looking horses and cows ran to the fence to see what was going by!

I have been blessed with family and friends who are great at organizing feasting celebrations.  Saturday November 8  was another such occasion--the white board in the dining room had big red block letters declaring BIRTHDAY DAY, under that was Grandma, Kelly, Travis.  Granny's family members started organizing a Birthday Brunch months ago and of course if the Friedrichs plan a meal the attendees are guaranteed to be stuffed by the time they finish the celebration.

Since this was a Birthday Brunch, the three honoured guests were called to the front and had felicitations sung to them in three languages--English, Ukrainian and French!  The sparkler candle  was lit and the eyes of a couple of the little children were huge as they watched the 'fire'. Then they got to choose from chocolate/ carrot cake or vanilla cupcakes or chocolate chip spice cake.  I offered to cut the cake and distribute the sweet bites to the youngsters--"Would you like icing or cake?"

After much visiting with family and friends, catching up on the events occurring in each other's lives, the cooks and cleaners restored the hall to it's pre-party condition.           

The half dozen children put on their 'farm clothes' and went out to play on the bales.  Uncle/cousin Kelton taught the city kids how to use their elbows and knees to climb up the slippery slope to the top of the bales.  The dogs delighted in having a whole group of people to interact with, bounding with great excitement from bale to bale.                            

I was completely surprised when I went out onto the deck and found a new bench seat wrapped in many meters of red ribbon.  Nancy's Dad thought the Winning Ways' yard should have such a lovely piece of garden furniture and Nancy brought it out from Home Hardware and 'wrapped' it with ribbon.  She 'hid' it in plain sight, she said, beside the north wall of Brownie's house.  Perhaps I walked by there when it was sitting in plain sight but it was a total surprise to find it on the deck on Saturday afternoon.

When  they came in next  they were cold and there were snacks to munch on while supper preparations were being completed.  Kelton even devised a competition to see who could put the big 'floor' puzzle together fastest and I found some bubble wrap and had them popping bubbles to see who could pop their sheet most completely.   

November 8, 2014 will have it's own set of pictures that will tell the story of yet another celebration that I hope many of the children will reminisce about when they have children of their own.   Perhaps I will be privileged enough to be present then and once again enjoy the blessing of family and friends.  Thank you to all the cooks, cleaners, bakers, photographers, organizers and everyone who made my 60th birthday absolutely memorable.

FYI: Trick or treating comes from the Middle Ages custom of 'souling'.  Beggars and poor people would ask for food, ale or alms in return for saying prayers for the departed family members (the souls) of some rich patron.  This request was usually made at the time of Hallowmas, at the beginning of November.  The custom evolved such that children would sing songs, recite poetry, tell jokes or stories as a 'trick' in order to receive a 'treat' of fruit or a sweet.  The earliest notation of 'trick or treat' in Canada was 1911 when children engaged in this sort of activity. The trick part gradually developed into some prank played on those households who would not participate in the treat giving.  Unfortunately during the Great Depression the tricks became violent and property damage and assaults happened.  Halloween as a dentists delight (so many cavities from the high consumption of sugar) came to an abrupt halt during WW II when sugar was rationed.  After the war the Baby Boomers delighted in the restored candy business producing tons of Halloween treats.  This year in the USA alone the Halloween industry is expected to produce $11.3 BILLION!  That would 'pay' for a lot of prayers!

Our little visitors spent about an hour each week in September/October visiting the ranch's animals--dogs, cats, ducks, chickens, sheep, llamas, bunnies, cows, calves, horses, Buffy the bison, Darma the donkey, and of course Teddy.  They also got to do a Equine Assisted Learning activity with Teddy and Darma got to tag along because we hope that eventually she will be one of our EAL equines. 

The chickens were a big hit especially since the students were able to collect eggs and take them back to the school for lunch.  Buffy was amazing in knowing that she should come, stand parallel the fence, close enough to be touched, even let the children stroke her horns.  Genie, the old, long horned cow could be lured close enough to the fence with a grain bucket and horse treats so her horns could also be touched.  We didn't try to milk Dandy even though we explained where the milk came from. 

The children learned about animal feet, body coverings, what they eat, where and how long they sleep and perhaps most importantly that animals are to be treated with respect.  They got to feed the bunnies, run with the dogs on the sand pile,  pet the various cats, some of which left in a hurry if they did not like the attention, brush the pony, pick the hooves of Dale and Fudd and imitate animal sounds and behaviours. 

Everyone learned something--the interaction with Winning Ways animals made a big impression on the students, who went back to school and told their classmates about their adventures.  This was a big step forward, as some of the students were poor in communication before they had such exciting stories to tell.  The students' chaperones took a pictorial documentary of their ranch visits and Winning Ways provided the students with activity pages in a little booklet. The students were attentive and interested in all the new sights, sounds, textures and even smells.  Most of them had a favourite animal or type of animal as well as a moment that I will not soon forget.  I look forward to seeing them return in the spring for more Animal and Equine Assisted Learning.

  On October 31, many of the businesses in Meadow Lake got right into the 'spirit' and had staff members dressed in a variety of costumes.  I had a great deal of difficulty talking to Papa Smurf with his blue face and white beard.  How on earth am I supposed to talk seriously with such a strange apparition?  I didn't want to laugh in his face but he did look ...... ridiculous. His co-workers were equally blue and disconcerting.

Nov. 1 (All Saints Day) was another glorious Saturday, like a great many other Saturdays have been this fall.  The gals saddled up and went for a trail ride to the west to Morin Creek, apparently it is no longer running, someone must have sabotaged the beaver.  Meanwhile I was pushing & pulling sand around the yard.  Howard MacCuish had brought over several loads to fill in the holes and I was attempting to level them.  The guys were up at the North Ranch checking fence and moving cows.  All great activities for a warm fall day.  I put out a few bales because I had read the forecast and was concerned about what was predicted for the following day.

In the evening the crew and I jumped into Brownie's white van and were ready to head off, when I got an alert that there was a bull loose on the Highway.  Since that was the way we were headed we just stopped long enough to locate the errant bovine and put him back in his paddock.  Then we were off to the Haunted House in Pierceland.  Our friends Leila and Garry had invited us to see what the little town had created.  A few years ago a group of volunteers wanted to do something fun to raise funds for worthy causes in the community.  Someone came up with the idea of a haunted house and they proceeded to haunt the old McLennan's store with its creaky floors and stairs.  This year they out grew that location and turned their 'decorating' and creative talents to the local rink.  It is amazing what they created in that venue.

When we arrived there was a very LARGE, moving spider outside the door but inside there was a whole crowd of excited thrill-seekers of all ages.  There were giggly, constantly moving, pre-teen girls, teenagers, young adults, parents and even some grandparents (I did not feel too old to be part of that crowd!) Since there was a long wait, we decided to go to the restaurant and have supper.  The waiter was very Chinese and we had some trouble understanding him.  Poor Paul was disappointed by his poutine; why he thought "Chinese poutine" would be better than all the other poutine he's ordered outside of Quebec, I don't know!  Our fortune cookies, in their typical cryptic fashion, gave us all a good laugh.

Shortly after our return to the rink, we were escorted into the spooky halls of the "haunted house"!  When a black clad, hooded figure appeared at my elbow the second time (I didn't react the first time) and I said "Boo!" and then stared intently at the face, I'm sure the 'spook' was confused.  I wasn't acting like a scared grandma!!  Actually I was trying to see if I could recognize Leila who was one of the scary apparitions.  That made my tour through the maze different than most folks--I was doing some detective work.  The rest of the crew got sent in ahead of Nancy and I so we were much more interested in seeing all the work that the haunted house creators had put into setting up their scenes.  We stopped to look at things and of course that brought 'creatures of the night' to shoo us along more quickly.  I think that both of us were startled when the bench we sat on tipped us over backward.  Paul claimed that he didn't get a good look at most of the scenes because the screaming girls were pushing him too fast.

We didn't recognize Leila, she was a 'scare crow' that yelled at us "GET OUT"!  Garry was a bench tipper so we didn't see him either.  The whole effect of the Bedlam Hospital was very alarming and the use of strobe lighting made me uncomfortable.  I felt sorry for the little child that was carried through by her Dad, crying uncontrollably, I'm sure she would have nightmares after that experience!  The number of scenes was incredible and the black hallway with all sorts of creepy vines and ???? hanging in your face was unnerving to say the least.  Nancy & I must have disappointed the organizers because we didn't scream or run!

FYI: The third day of the triduum of Allhallowtide is November 2, All Souls Day.  Earlier I mentioned the poor people praying for the souls of the rich patron's departed relatives at the beginning of November.  It is still the tradition for many Christians to pray for all those who have died in the community on All Souls Day.  November 2 is celebrated in Mexico as the Day of the Dead and dates back some 3000 years to the Aztec practice of a time to come together as a community and honour the ancestors.  It has become a festive holiday in Mexico city with dancing in the streets as well as the more sombre visits to the cemetery to leave offerings on the graves of departed relatives.

Mother Nature must have felt that three days of great fall weather, Thursday, Friday & Saturday was enough 'treat' and sure enough the forecast for snow on November 2 was the 'trick' I'd been preparing for on Saturday.  Winning Ways crew members were hardy souls that worked through the wet and cold.  The guys prepared the ground for laying an underground electrical cable which Shawn connected to the breaker box; the girls went to the North Ranch and checked the fence to ensure that the escaped bull from Saturday evening would not go wandering again; Nancy created a very tasty German supper complete with chocolate pudding, so Brownie joined the crew for supper.

Trick or treating is over for another year but Nancy and I look forward to returning to the Haunted House in Pierceland.  Perhaps we can show some new members of the Winning Ways crew a bit of Western Canadian culture and dare I say a 'treat'?  Or perhaps it's a 'trick'?

A year ago I was sitting here, writing my first blog post, being thankful for all my family and friends.  I am again feeling that we as North Americans, are blessed to have a reminder of thankfulness when we celebrate the Thanksgiving long weekend.  As well as being thankful, we get an opportunity to sit in feast & fellowship with our family and friends on one of the last warm weekends of the fall.  Food for body and soul.  ;>)

I am thankful for having my granddaughters & their parents come to visit.  Chris got up early to go hunt for water fowl which he later turned into a delicious goose dish.  The girls played on the bales with their friends and rode the ponies. Vawn got to train horses and people. All of us got to eat a yummy meal. I am thankful for all those friends who take pleasure in learning about and interacting with horses. I am thankful that I got to go to the P'n'F Fun Day to learn and teach and just enjoy the company of other horse enthusiasts. I am thankful that I went on a trail ride with more friends and met the challenge of a frightened rider who ended up liking the ride.  I am thankful for going to yet another friend's house, bringing food and drink to celebrate the holiday and the friend's birthday.  I am thankful for all the young visitors from around the world who join us for shorter or longer  visits and bring us culture and perspective from different parts of the globe.  I am thankful for all my students who want to learn more about animals, horses, themselves and life in general.  They had fun learning this weekend although some felt challenged.

Thankfulness is good for the person who is thankful!  It is very healthy to let others know they are appreciated and esteemed. Thankfulness is good for the person thanked!  I know that I always feel that my efforts are worthwhile when I get a 'thank you note' that says "...thank you for teaching me ... You have been a nice teacher and good helper to me."  When I thank someone and see the smile of appreciation that their efforts are recognized we both have an uplifted, positive feeling.

We can all gain that positive feeling whenever  we choose to thank someone.  It's an easy way to change your day if it's been rough and full of negatives.  It doesn't cost you much energy--just a few words and a smile. Your appreciation will help another as well as you.  Another way to turn a day around is to think of at least three things for which you can be thankful--then stay with those thoughts of thankfulness for several minutes to calm your body and soul.  Yes, thankfulness is a stress reliever and will reduce your heart rate and breathing which both speed up when we are stressed.  My stress level is certainly down when I have so much to be thankful for!

THANK YOU  friends and family for supporting and being present for me!

Thanksgiving 2014

WOW!! What a surprising weekend!

First, on Saturday evening, my very excited granddaughters arrived and told me to come out to the truck and trailer.  I was supposed to close my eyes but I told them I'd trip over the puppy or the cat so they allowed me to walk looking at the ground to the trailer door.  Then they were bursting with anticipation for me to look in the trailer door.  OH! my goodness! there was the most rolly polly long eared burro with perfect little feet I have ever seen.  I was soon informed that she loves apples, carrots and the apple flavoured treats that came with her AND that she is mine!  Her name is Darma and she was very lonely and looking for a home where she could find a friend.  Lots of possibilities at Winning Ways--a horse? they are mostly scared of her; the llamas? went "on guard" and made the most unusual noises; the hound dogs? they think she's ok; the collies? are all "on guard" especially when she brayed just as Louvic was approaching her; the lambs? in typical sheep fashion are only concerned if its edible and of course the chickens? and cats? don't even notice her.  Possibly Shadow is the least concerned horse but she is a grouch so I don't want to take any chances.  Didn't ask Buffy HER opinion yet, maybe...

Sunday was the Cross Country (did I leave out the word Competitive?) Trail Ride at Winning Ways.  This was the last one of the season and the longest.  We had fixed the bridge, ribboned the trails, set out the directional arrows and marked the Pace Rider and Trail Rider trails.  Of course there are last minute details like making sure all the gates are open and the arrows point the right way to be done on Sunday morning.  My crew was good at helping with all the details, the cows got hauled to MLS, the pace rider set the pace (a mighty fast one), the remuda was brought in and groomed, saddles found and fitted on the horses, Vawn volunteered to be the registrar so I could help with the saddling.  IT ALL SEEMED INNOCENT ENOUGH! I knew that several friends were coming to ride so that is why we had so many horses in.  Vawn had said that the girls wanted me to ride out with them, so for the first time I was going to go on the "Trail Riders" trail during the Ride. MORE INNOCENT DETAILS!

The INNOCENT was me because when I got back and there were even more vehicles in the yard, (one of which I recognized and thought that Renee must have come to visit because she knew there were a group of riders at Winning Ways) I did not even question it.  I was putting away horses and thinking that I had better go check on how the Pace Riders had done and wondered how the teams had done for time. Vawn is telling me to hurry and get up to the house and I'm telling Nancy to use Tango to open the gates for the cows to come through for a drink. 

Kelly, "Why can't the crew feed the horses now?" 

Vawn, "They can do it later!"

Kelly, "OK!! I'm going to get the results of the Ride!"

As I walked to the house I see there are a couple of the big tables loaded with food and drinks!!  Well maybe Renee brought something left from the Horse Show cuz the BoD decided that was a good way to use it up.  Still absorbed in getting the results of the Ride I grabbed the clipboard and sorted through the sheets, wow NO team came close to this pace rider!  So I proceeded to announce the fastest team were the winners this time--The Midgets--Jane, Sol & Marilyn! 

The onlookers cheer and then I realise they are looking behind me at ...... a birthday cake.  So.... whose birthday are we celebrating, why didn't I know about it?  Now they all begin to sing and they are looking at me and then Nancy makes a fantastic presentation of a European ticket, map and luggage tag.  I am overwhelmed--THANK YOU TO THE INSTIGATORS AND ALL MY FAMILY AND FRIENDS!!!  I had no idea what was being done, probably right in front me at some point, although I did scare Nancy when I asked about some sort of a 'plot to surprise me for my birthday', but she relaxed when she realised I was thinking of the actual birth date.

You all made a GOOD day even better.  I enjoy riding with my family and friends on a beautiful fall day and then to have an incredible surprise supper, cake (three flavours!!), presents and the biggest surprise of all -- the participants and many others had pitched in to make a trip to Europe possible. I even got a Fodor'sTravel Essential Europe to plan my travels.  WOW! Innocent ignorance of what's going on around you can be BLISS!  Thank you to everyone who came from far and near to celebrate with me! I was overwhelmed by the appreciation and generosity you showed.  It really was a surprise party!! THANK YOU ALL!! Special thanks to all the instigators and cooks. I'm very blessed to have so many great friends and a wonderful family.

Perhaps I'm not the only one who thought the summer was not long enough, but then I doubt I can stand the pace of summer for more than 3 months at a time!  Winning Ways was blessed with many enthusiastic volunteers, students and friends who visited for a few hours, a few weeks or a few months.  All of their efforts on behalf of Winning Ways are greatly appreciated.

This blog is chiefly going to be a pictorial of the summer that was 2014......

Did I mention that we got to celebrate a great many birthdays and discovered how many great chefs and bakers visit us?

Winning Ways helpers Omar and Romain got a chance to try curling for the first time on Feb 21/22, 2014 at the local Co-op Funspiel.  Their Skip Garry Ratke and vice-skip George Wood are old hands at the curling game and helped to lead the two new-comers to 3 wins in the bonspiel.  The new-comers had a great time and enjoyed the camaraderie of the curling rink as well as the food.  Thanks to Garry and George for showing them how its done!

Not only do Schnapps and Butterscotch pull bales to feed the cows on the ranch but they also hauled curious and somewhat chilly sleigh riders at the Stampede Grounds!  The Coop’s Family Fun Day on February 16 was blustery, blowing & snowing, not the best for outdoor activities.  However, many families braved the elements and came to the Arena and had a good time.  Winning Ways was pleased to help make the festivities a success and that all the participants had a good time.

When the sun is shining and the temperature is down, it is the best to get the team going instead of using the tractor to feed. The last few days we had temperatures around -30 degrees and with the wind it felt - 35 or 40. It was chilly! We hooked the team in front of the sleigh, loaded the bale frame and pins and way we went to get a bale. We back the sleigh up to the bale, put the bale frame around it and then the team has to pull it into the pen. There we either cut the strings and leave the bale or we unroll the bale so more animals can get to the hay.

Butterscotch and Schnapps did a good job the last days and we got all critters fed every day without problems.  

Nancy (1th Jan 2014)

Before Christmas Kelly decided we had to go for a test sleigh ride with the big kids. So we invite Marilyn’s crew and some friends from town to join us for a sleigh ride. We told them they had to make as much noise and movement as little kids do. This way we wanted to get Butterscotch used to everything without her spooking.

Our 'dream' team is Schnapps and Butterscotch. Schnapps is experienced and knows what he is doing when hooked to the sleigh. Butterscotch is in her 3^rd year and can still get excited when she is in a new situation. We went out to the east and had a bit of wind, but not too bad. We hooked the small yellow calf sleigh behind the horse sleigh and had one of the passengers ride in it. The “kids” were jumping off the sleigh, making noise and pushing each other out of the little sleigh. It was lots of fun. The team had to walk through deep snow, so we had to let them rest a while to catch their breath again. Kelly drove for the first part and then Nancy got the chance to drive the team with people on the sleigh.

Due to some wind from the west, we decided to walk back towards the yard on the trail south of the open field. The trail was just wide enough for the team and sleigh to fit through. Unfortunately one branch was too long and kinda gave Butterscotch a spank on her flank and that's when she decided to take off in a canter! Schnapps is just going with her and Nancy is holding on hard to the reins and steering the running Belgians towards the next open space to get out on the field. When we were out in the open, Kelly crawled up to Nancy and both were pulling on the reins and got the team to slow down. The passengers on the sleigh were all ok, except for Arlan. He was in the small sleigh behind the horse sleigh and got left behind when the team took off. So we had to wait for him, but the team had to cool down anyway. Arlan got to walk for a while and caught up to us. Then we went back to the yard and the team got to rest in the barn and the people got hot chocolate and cookies in the house.

Nancy (29th Dec 2013)

Thanksgiving-wow what a feast!!

I enjoy the Thanksgiving holiday!  It seems to be less hurried and more about what the name suggests, thankfulness.  I am thankful for the generous and open hearted friends who gather to celebrate this feast with great food and fellowship.  Today was no exception—ham and roast turkey, mashed potatoes and gravy, salads, veggies, yams AND then home prepared pumpkin pie with whip cream, lemon meringue pie and caramel turtle dessert.  I am grateful for Debbie’s organization and hosting of a wonderful evening. I am thankful for all the cooks who spent time cooking and baking.  I thank the Creator for the bounty of food that we were able to prepare and eat for our feast.  I am thankful that 20 of us, many of whom were far from home, were able to join in the fellowship and feast.  Thankfulness—the attitude of gratitude—they say it puts a big smile on your face.  I can guarantee I’m smiling!

Kelly