"I hatched from an egg and knew I was going to change the world"
Today was our very last day at Riding on Angels Wings and it was bittersweet to say the least. Our fearless leader and barn manager Hannah caught a nasty bug and was unable to make it out to the ranch today. We missed her energetic spirit and enduring optimism. But the work continued.
We started the day gutting a few stalls and of course we 'apple picked'. The owner of ROAW, Bette, brought in the horses to the barn. We all knew what this meant: time to groom our best friends, the horses. The horses have become part of our group, all with their own personality quirks. Needless to say, we will miss all the horses, even Tinker, the awkward out of place pony.
Later, Bette sent the ladies off to scrapbook and the Hannahs to help organize her files. Due to the snow and changing temperature, Bette's shop had flooded. The boys were sent to help Bette's husband to fix the flooding problem. Luckily, they were there to save the day or we all might of been swimming. We also got a chance to soak up some Minnesota culture and were sent to sand bag, a group effort to say the least.
Soon riders began showing up for their sessions. Meeting kids like Benjamin, who was dressed like an English prince and Kristopher, who knew everything there was to know about dinosaurs made all the hard work and freezing toes of the week worth it.
But then we were all fortunate enough to meet the inspiration behind ROAW, Bette's son DJ. DJ has an amazing smile and a passion for KE$HA, which of course lead to an awesome dance party. Unfortunately, our time with DJ didn't last long, but before we left DJ gave us all personal THANK YOU cards. This was the greatest gift any of us could of gotten.
The amazing Bette took us all out to Pizza Ranch for our last dinner. After stuffing our faces in the all-you-can-eat buffet, Bette told us all about her life and her amazing journey. Her passion for life, countless jobs and endless love for DJ inspired us all. When we look back at our time with ROAW, we will remember the the freezing toes, the horse poop perfume, but most of all the woman behind it all and her journey.
It's been an eventful few days to say the least and something we will never forget. Good night.
-The Best of the 216
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