Day 104: Past Expiry

Connie in Nairn Centre to Laura’s at Everafter Farms in Webwood

And we're off! But... I thought I was supposed to feel better, rejuvenated, excited? Why am I still so tired, still not wanting to do anything? Past expiry.. try to eat it, pretend it's fine but it still tastes sour.

We had some lovely company for the first 500 meters. Corie, Kendra, and their two cousins joined us with Connie walking along side. I love Kendra's completely pink getup.

Even the horses felt how we felt.

I love little girls that love horses the way I did when I was their age. If I can inspire them in any way, that makes me happy.

The great part of the day was taking an ATV trail Connie's brother showed us. It was the most beautiful pine forest.

The smell was incredible. Pine will always remind me of Aliksir, the essential oil farm we stayed at in Quebec.

The path opened up and we were following the hydro lines. It grew hot, and Jewel and I kept our eyes open for Bears.

We ended up being back on the highway, boo! It's like the minute we step on the highway shoulder my mood changes. I go from managing and trying to enjoy the scenery to trying not to scream at every driver that zooms past us. My blood pressure goes up and I'm immediately angry. Jewel and I discovered the best way to get through highway stretches is to put our earbuds in and blast music. It keeps us from tensing at every transport truck that goes by.

This sign was just so.. grungy? I had to take a picture of it. I don't think i'd ever stay there.

We had our lunch break by the biggest shoe tree I'd ever seen. At first it was pretty cool, then Jewel and I agreed it was a little creepy.

And finally we turned off the insane highway to Everafter Farms. All the horses came running to us! My favourite thing at the end of a long day.

So even after trailering, taking four days off, we still felt exhausted. Our spirits were low and I don't think any number of days off was going to change that. We were exhausted, but mostly just emotionally drained. Living at different houses, setting up tents of different lawns, seeing different roads, it had lost its charm and it just felt like work.