Or the clouds.
My friend, Kristen, came over. Originally, the plan had been that she would ride Voodoo, her BF (never been on a horse) would ride Jazu the Wonder Horse, and I'd ride Pokey. There was a chance of storms all day and it was very windy, but we decided to go for it anyway. Kris thought her mare, Cheyenne, might be the better choice in the wind, but Cheyenne had her own ideas about loading. Or not. Voodoo loaded, then wigged out before they could get a mile down the road. Kris came by herself and rode Jaz. Works for me. The more miles I get on Poco's back, the better it's gotta be for us both.
The ride was entirely uneventful, in spite of the wind. The few spooks we had were in place.