I went Scum surfing tonight!!! Yippeeeeee!!
You say, "What's scum surfing?" Well I'll just tell you.
First I'll start out by telling you that we live on a portion of the farm my Greatgrandfather bought in ?, well, along time ago. Anyway from the first memories of this farm, what is now our pasture, was a pig lot. Pigs have a habit of digging up the first foot or so of soil and looking for food. After several years of this, the top layer gets so thin and well worked that when it rains it can become very slick. When you add horses to that mixture, things can get almost unmanagable. After a day of steady rain on top of several days rain before, it was ankle deep and not fun tonight.
When I went to shut the yrlings in their stall I decided they needed clean water for the night. I removed the large flatbacked bucket and took it outside the stall door to pitch it out away from the barn. As I gave it a mighty swing, I realized that I had the bucket without any ribbing on the bottom. Unfortunately my brain forgot to tell me to just let go of it!
The bottom of the bucket slipped out of my left hand and since it was still connected to my right hand, made a wide arch to the North followed very shortly by my body!
Needless to say, I was not a happy camper.
Envision this! One lg fat lady laying ( or should I say sliding), in about 6" of muddy poop!
That picture alone should provide you with a smile to end your day!
Well, a good hot shower and a busy washer has put me back in good shape. Nothing broken, nothing bent, just my pride.
Have a good laugh on me. Gary did! LOL
You say, "What's scum surfing?" Well I'll just tell you.
First I'll start out by telling you that we live on a portion of the farm my Greatgrandfather bought in ?, well, along time ago. Anyway from the first memories of this farm, what is now our pasture, was a pig lot. Pigs have a habit of digging up the first foot or so of soil and looking for food. After several years of this, the top layer gets so thin and well worked that when it rains it can become very slick. When you add horses to that mixture, things can get almost unmanagable. After a day of steady rain on top of several days rain before, it was ankle deep and not fun tonight.
When I went to shut the yrlings in their stall I decided they needed clean water for the night. I removed the large flatbacked bucket and took it outside the stall door to pitch it out away from the barn. As I gave it a mighty swing, I realized that I had the bucket without any ribbing on the bottom. Unfortunately my brain forgot to tell me to just let go of it!
Envision this! One lg fat lady laying ( or should I say sliding), in about 6" of muddy poop!
Well, a good hot shower and a busy washer has put me back in good shape. Nothing broken, nothing bent, just my pride.
Have a good laugh on me. Gary did! LOL
