Rocky and Charlie pose after taking out a group from the Make-A-Wish organization in December. |
Rocky and Charlie are special horses-- they work hard, love attention from everyone (including loud little kids), and never do anything stupid. Some horses you have to worry about, but these two guys always do the right thing. I always thought of them as really good horses, but something happened last weekend that changed that.
We were slated to do a sleigh ride on Sunday afternoon. We had just enough snow for the ride, and Kevin and I headed down to the warming house to pick up the customers. Things were going smoothly until we rounded a corner and headed up a hill.
Charlie stopped. Rocky stopped. Charlie was standing dead still. This was very unusual because horses usually trot up the hills--the momentum helps them pull the load.
Me: "Step up, Charlie."
Charlie still doesn't move.
Kevin: "The trail is icey."
Me (to myself): OH s#!&...
Kevin hopped off to help the boys on the ice. I stayed on the lines, and we got up the hill. The horses (and driver) were a little shaken so we took a quick break, and continued on.
We were shocked that there was ice, and we NEVER would have taken the horses out if we had known about the treacherous conditions. We had a warm spell the week before, but all of the ice had melted in the other areas we had been on.
Before we went up the next hill, Kevin walked ahead to check out the trail, and it had ice on it. (At this point, we had to go forward, there was nowhere to turn the sleigh around because we were in the woods, and we had about 8 people on the ride). Even though we tried out best to avoid the icey spots, the boys still had trouble keeping traction. For some reason, it seemed like Charlie was having a tougher go of things-- he slipped, but kept on his feet. He slipped again, and again-but he fought his way up the hill. Rocky seemed to be doing okay (but to be honest, I was paying more attention to Charlie because he tends to be more easily shaken than Rocky). We stopped when we got to the top of the hill-- Charlie was trembling. We paused to let the horses regain their composure before we continued on.
We had one more hill to climb--probably the steepest one on the driving trails. Kevin figured that any moisture would have drained off the hill, and that there would not be any ice. We were about 3/4 of the way to the top when the horses started to slide. Rocky was able to move to the right to get some traction, and he and Charlie braced themselves to keep the sleigh from sliding back down the hill. Kevin jumped off, asked everyone to get off the wagon to make it lighter for the horses, and went up to Rocky and Charlie. Our customers were great and quietly got off the wagon. In the meantime, I just kept my attention on the boys, my eyes didn't leave them for a second.
We have to get up the hill, you boys are not going to fall, we're going to get up the hill.
The horses were bracing so much against the weight of the sleigh I was wondering how in the world they were going to be able to even lift a hoof to move us forward. Whatever happened, I was the only human along for the ride at that point, so I blocked out any "what ifs" and kept repeating:
We're going to get up the hill.
Kevin did or said something to get the boys to move. I was so focused on the 4,000 lbs. of draft power at the other end of the lines that I wasn't paying much attention to anything else going on. But when they started to step up, I knew we were going to be okay-- they pulled that wagon straight to the top of the hill.
Obviously we didn't climb anymore inclines that day-- we stuck to the flat open fields.
It didn't occur to me how stressful the whole situation was until the horses were tied to the hitch rail because you have to be "in the moment" when something dangerous or wrong happen on a drive. There's a lot to be said for staying calm and focused in times of crisis, and that goes for humans and horses.
A lot of horses would have blown up, freaked out, took off, fallen, the list goes on and on. But Rocky and Charlie knew their job-- pull the load, hold the load, and don't let it slip back. They showed how much HEART they have and handled the situation as best they could. They kept us out of trouble, and I will always remember them at their best on that icey day.
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