Columbia River Beach
We had a really cool horse ride earlier this week. We went out to Fort Stevens Parking Lot A and rather than riding south to the Peter Iredale we rode north to the Jetty. There we rode some paths that took us to Parking Lot C and then to the North side of the Jetty and then to the beach that runs along the Columbia River to Retirement Beach.
Horse riding at the beach is always a crap shoot. Horses will take one day like it’s nothing special, and then next day like sharks are going to jump out of the water at them. Some days they will walk over beach logs and other days they will regard the logs as though they were tigers. The ride out was great, but on the ride back my gelding finally figured that one mare was in heat and the other mare was coming into heat. It was at that point that he reconnected with his former studliness and he started to prance and strut. He was showing off for the girls and I could barely get his attention. I don’t like yarding on a horse’s mouth because they can quickly learn to go against the bit, but I fortunately had a lead rope attached to a rope halter under his bridle. That got his attention…somewhat.
It isn’t a pleasant trip back down the beach when you constantly have to pay attention and correct bad behavior. I was nearly at the point of getting off and walking the rest of the way. It is amazing how brain chemistry works long after a horse has been gelded. It’s not easy to stem sexual attitude in nature, and I plan not riding with a horse in heat again.