There were crickets chirping. Walter called the other loud crickets we had become accustomed to hearing "heat bugs". I think they were some sort of cricket as well (Cicadas maybe?), but they made a constant abrasive buzzing sound that was really loud. These crickets were sweetly chirping. We have ventured back into the land of chirping crickets!
Walter and I are missing camping. Now that it's cooler I think we are going to look for some camping places. I just have to mix it up a little because camping allows me the time I need to unwind a bit. It can become our "home" for the evening without asking anything of anyone.
Hershey met up with us the next morning so we could see her beautiful filly who was also at the Gumz Farm. Hershey gave me the silver necklace I am wearing in this picture below. I love it and am still wearing it now. It has a horse head on the front and reads "good luck" on the back. She asked me if I would be offended if she gave me something before she gave it to me. I am quite the opposite. I'm in love with it and all it stands for and will have it with me always.
It's hard to see stories written that don't quite nail on the head what's actually happening. I find myself saying, "That's not what I'm feeling, that's not what I meant." Things like that. I need time to formulate my words and that is usually not an option during these interviews. I have to think fast and respond fast and I find myself thinking, "No, that's not it. Oh well, let's just get on with it." Or sometimes the reporter will paint their own picture that actually isn't the picture at all. It's not all the time and it's not anyone's fault, but it is hard sometimes.
This ride is about slowing down. It's about the land and the people and animals living on it, not interviews and fast words. I think I feel like I'm doing something that is unnatural to me. I want to get the story out simply because I want to share it. It's a dream, it's my love, it's something that I feel so thoroughly, but I don't want it to turn into something that isn't what it is anymore. I am not out for fame or for anything other than little moments with incredible people and time with this magnificent horse.
I don't want this to sound gloomy. Like I said before, it's just a little piece of this all and it's really not that big of a deal. I guess it is just another learning experience. It shows me that it's not about the adventure or recognition or anything that I think we all sometimes long for at times. It really is just about the little moments.
We have ridden over 2,400 miles and Bingo is one of the best experiences because it was natural and real and it reminded me of my Grandma, of my family, of the little things that are the biggest things. I know it's been said time and time again, "enjoy the little moments", but sometimes it slaps you so hard it hurts. You really feel it and one little moment can take your breath away. It's a big, "Oh yeah, it really isn't about money or fame or glam or anything else." It's a simple quiet that holds almost all of our happiness. Maybe it takes a big adventure like this to really realize that. I mean, for me to really realize that.