Walking On Volume 1, Issue 3, September, 2014 | Page 4

Not Every GRANDMOTHER Gets To Ride Horses and Play M*A*S*H The SAR (Search & Rescue) call came out for a missing young adult male with medical issues. He had been camping with a group in a remote section of Oregon’s Outback, an area bigger than many eastern states with a population of less than 7000 people. Mounted resources were requested… It had been a long time since my 24 hour pack had seen use, as evidenced by the cobwebs covering it in a dusty corner of my decidedly not Martha Stewart home. I emptied and refilled the water bottles and checked for timeless food—energy bars of unknown vintage plus some trail mix with all the chocolate M&M’s missing—plenty for a middle-aged, overweight grandmother for well over 24 hours. Now gathering for a high desert horse trek is made easier when much useful stuff is already in the truck or trailer, a by-product of frequent trail rides and procrastination! Check for hay, plus refill some five gallon water jugs. Other stuff including folding chairs, SAR coat, shirts, extra bridles/halters/hay bags/several pairs of hoof boots/ and some big, empty saddle bags to carry extra gear if needed, are the usual vehicle fixtures. My horn bag already has first aid supplies, bug spray, water, more timeless snacks (but these are of a recent vintage), and various items that were needed at some 4 • Walking On previous ride. I choose the 17 year old TWH mare, Comet (Hale-Bopp Eclipse), for my mission. She is kind and willing and easily rides double. As Comet is led out of the pasture, a suckling filly whinnies for her ‘Auntie Comet’. I will meet up with more horseback volunteers at the ICP (Incident Command Post). Another SAR member, Tracy, rides with me as we drive the nearly 140 miles to location. He went to school with one of my younger brothers, Eric. We talk about times past and Tracy mentions the tin foil alien hat Eric made and wore to school that was 40 years ahead of a SciFi movie with nearly the exact headware. As we travel I remember things forgotten—small compressor, 2nd spare for trailer, pillow & fuzzy blanket, toothbrush and toiletries—too late now, just do without. Fortunately most searches for campers end quickly, so we both anticipated the ‘subject found, stand down’ radio call at any time. This was summer with good weather and daylight. The last seven miles were on a dirt