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North Georgia got cold. Several degrees colder than the southern part of the state. And the mountains were of decent height. But here on this massive frozen lake, the cold reached Octavian’s core like no other cold ever had. And the mountains towered so high he almost fell backwards just looking up at the peaks.
“But don’t you hate the cold babe?” Reina had asked a couple weeks prior as Octavian had arranged their travel plans. Somehow the man had found himself in nothing but cold temperatures, from endurance riding with Malware up in Canada to drag hunting with Altan in Inverey, Scotland. “Sure, but you like the cold. And Altan likes the cold.” He gave no other explanations and continued his preparations.
And now, he stood with Altan in the snow, the Mongolian gelding thriving in the below zero temperatures while his owner stood in awe of the scenery. Reina had loved the trip out and took full advantage of their accommodations, using the trip as a vacation before show season kicked up again at Black Rock. Making both his girlfriend and one of his favorite horses happy was all he needed to brave the cold.
Reina stood by the sidelines watching the racers pass by waiting to see Octavian’s golden gelding come galloping through the snow. She was almost torn between sticking to the crowd to stay warm and finding a spot away from the crowd where she could best see Tavi ripping down the track. Turns out she valued a perfect viewing spot more than warmth. But the perfect vantage point almost felt unnecessary as her pair came thundering towards her.
Altan looked like a giant drop of golden sunlight against the bright white snow, he was hard to miss. But what was even harder to miss was the bipedal giraffe he had in tow. A smile spread quickly over her face and she almost doubled over with laughter.
Through his goggles Tavi made direct eye contact with Reina, easily spotting her past the safety netting. And before she could think twice the words welled up in her throat and she belted out “ SAY COLORADO!”
As he passed, Tavi responded with perfect timing. “I’M A GIRAFFE!”

word count: 369
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Blackwater Skijoring Event [OPEN]
Horse: Altan Sunrise
Handler: Octavian Walsh
Stable: Black Rock Stables
Class: Natural Equine Skijöring
Placing - 4th

My humor is just permanent vine humor
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Altan, Octavian & art belong to me
no specific references used
Sponsor Banners: Soviet Arabian, Albufera Horses, Blackwater Bridge, Kelowna Warmblood

Description

North Georgia got cold. Several degrees colder than the southern part of the state. And the mountains were of decent height. But here on this massive frozen lake, the cold reached Octavian’s core like no other cold ever had. And the mountains towered so high he almost fell backwards just looking up at the peaks.
“But don’t you hate the cold babe?” Reina had asked a couple weeks prior as Octavian had arranged their travel plans. Somehow the man had found himself in nothing but cold temperatures, from endurance riding with Malware up in Canada to drag hunting with Altan in Inverey, Scotland. “Sure, but you like the cold. And Altan likes the cold.” He gave no other explanations and continued his preparations.
And now, he stood with Altan in the snow, the Mongolian gelding thriving in the below zero temperatures while his owner stood in awe of the scenery. Reina had loved the trip out and took full advantage of their accommodations, using the trip as a vacation before show season kicked up again at Black Rock. Making both his girlfriend and one of his favorite horses happy was all he needed to brave the cold.
Reina stood by the sidelines watching the racers pass by waiting to see Octavian’s golden gelding come galloping through the snow. She was almost torn between sticking to the crowd to stay warm and finding a spot away from the crowd where she could best see Tavi ripping down the track. Turns out she valued a perfect viewing spot more than warmth. But the perfect vantage point almost felt unnecessary as her pair came thundering towards her.
Altan looked like a giant drop of golden sunlight against the bright white snow, he was hard to miss. But what was even harder to miss was the bipedal giraffe he had in tow. A smile spread quickly over her face and she almost doubled over with laughter.
Through his goggles Tavi made direct eye contact with Reina, easily spotting her past the safety netting. And before she could think twice the words welled up in her throat and she belted out “ SAY COLORADO!”
As he passed, Tavi responded with perfect timing. “I’M A GIRAFFE!”

word count: 369
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Blackwater Skijoring Event [OPEN]
Horse: Altan Sunrise
Handler: Octavian Walsh
Stable: Black Rock Stables
Class: Natural Equine Skijöring
Placing - 4th

My humor is just permanent vine humor
------------------------
Altan, Octavian & art belong to me
no specific references used
Sponsor Banners: Soviet Arabian, Albufera Horses, Blackwater Bridge, Kelowna Warmblood