My eight friends and I have been passing this stupid cold around since November. It’s fine for them, but us horse people cannot stop while we’re on a Z-Pak.

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So Bob bought a two year old boat. No hours on it, and I think I know why. It’s all computerized. Everything on this boat is inter-connected through a satellite. Now I’m challenged. I have a flip phone, brand new, but I’m not dealing with all these apps. I have a hard enough time just answering his phone.

What ever happened to the old way of boating. Just you, the boat, and nature. The breeze, the waves, the stars, and true north. That was the old way that sailors had been doing it since the beginning of time.

We stood there on Sunday and couldn’t even figure out how to check to see how much gas was in the thing. Oh don’t get me wrong, she’s a beautiful boat. At least this one still has a ships wheel. Some of the new ones have a joy stick. This isn’t Atari! This is serious stuff.

So sitting at the kitchen table this morning I realized that horses will never come with a “Joy Stick.” We will never need an App to enjoy our animals. There are some things that will remain apart of nature. There are some things that will remain one on one. There are some things that technology can’t mess with, and this is a “Good Thing.”

I know it’s winter and we are struggling to get through it into the season of mud, but this too shall pass, it always does.