Annual Staycation, Part 1.

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By Beka Burke
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I left work early on Thursday to drive to Charleston to attend the closing sale one of the two tack stores. Randomly, I ran into OR's bestie (hi, stalker!), who I was able to bounce ideas off of. And steal breeches from. It's an addiction.

In unexplainable bumper-to-bumper traffic, I made friends with some bikers. The eldest said, "You heard that saying, 'You gonna ride my ass, at least pull my hair?'" Just a wee bit awkward (I was beside, not behind).

Marshland. Not friendly for horses, but beautiful nonetheless.

One of the handful of things that I acquired at the tack store was a $7.50 leather halter. I've never desired a leather halter, never thought too much about owning one (the ones padded with color are pretty hot), but.. I couldn't beat the price. The nameplate said "Dolce", which was one of the names of the babies born at the barn in Augusta before I left. I took that as a sign.

Part of this staycation involved some bonding time with Higher Standards Leather Care.

Cleanish leather on left, dirty on top.

Archie's dirty bit.

I tried something new: citric acid, baking soda and corn starch. Leftover from making M-Day bath bombs.

Ten minute soak resulted in some minimal scrubbing! Woo!
(Sure.. ten minutes in warm water might have done the same thing..)

After buying things and cleaning things, I also took Friday off work. Because I'm legit.

I had to take a potty break during my ride (is this my over-30 bladder? fuck me.).

And then more time was spent bonding with Higher Standards. I left Arch out to graze. The only thing that could have made this any better would have been an ice-cold beer. And non-country music.