Today the heat wave continued but we were ready; we had a plan.
We woke early, had the horses fed, and the pastures cleaned, before the sun rose over the top of the hill.
Next up was a breakfast of eggs, fresh from our chickens, and good strong espresso (for me, Brett isn't a coffee person) while we read the paper.
At 8:30 we were back outside, getting Lucy and Pistol ready to ride. It was already hot -- pushing 90 when we headed into the arena. Neither Pistol nor Lucy were too thrilled with the idea of trotting in the heat. We didn't ride long, maybe 15 minutes, but it was long enough for me to test out my back/sciatic and do some basic stretching at walk and trot with Lucy. I had no pain during my ride and Lucy was too busy trying to negotiate "more walk, less trot" to worry about trolls. When we finished, my back was a bit tight but otherwise fine. I was, however, feeling a bit queasy from the heat so I hightailed it into the house where I downed a big glass of ice water. Lucy was at the water trough, drinking deeply too.
Next, we loaded up the kayaks and headed up to Jenkinson Lake. The lake was quiet when we arrived, but our favorite cove was wall-to-wall boats, kayaks and paddle boards by the time we left. Brett got a little unbalanced getting out of his kayak -- in water that was deeper than anticipated -- and decided to fall in rather than trying to salvage his disembarkment. I have to admit that I was tempted to follow suit -- the lake water was wonderfully cool and the sun incredibly intense.
Back home, we unloaded the kayaks and changed. We ended the day at one of our favorite wineries, sipping Zinfandel (and eating far too much fresh bread).
Even though I'm not a fan of summer, I have to admit it's pretty hard to beat the lifestyle that this area has to offer.