Now that I have to get up so early on weekdays, I'm a bit of a party pooper on the weekends. Friday evening at around 2am I was drifting off to sleep at Thallassa while everyone else was busy playing pool (no big loss since I suck at pool anyway). Saturday morning I had a nice long ride on Isabella. At one point she was doing this lovely extended trot down the trail when something spooked her off to the side and she did this huge flying leap off to the right. I planted my heel on her and didn't even lose my seat. yeeehaw! Bring it on..

Later that day, Walt came over and helped me install my new stereo system in my truck. It kicks major ass. It kicks major ass's ass. Yes, it's that awesome.

Sunday I hiked in the morning with China.. I discovered this nice scenic hill where you can climb and get a really nice view of the park. It was a steep climb and I didn't make it up all the way, but I was able to sit a while and enjoy all the spring greenery while China romped around the hill. At one point she was running around and came racing towards me. She promptly sat down right next to me and belched really loud. Later on the way back she was trotting ahead on the trip in front of me and farted. It made for an amusing hike.

Later in the afternoon, I biked with Merima, Walt, and Amit at the San Leandro Marina area. Ever since my big fall, I've been pretty apprehensive when riding my bike. Any sort of bumpy areas make me kind of freeze up and grip my handlebars.. probably not the best thing to do. It's interesting, I've fallen off of horses numerous times, but I'm not nearly as fearful as when I'm riding my bike. I'm still trying to figure this out.