So, today I had another important lesson. We borrowed a very big enclosed truck to move all of our things from where they were stored. It was very much like my old horse van that was also a tilt cab; long, wide box; huge wheels/dually's, etc. Well, this truck was a bit higher from the ground and had a narrow, long metal ramp. My horse van had room for 6 horses, but usually hauled 3. I would lead them up the ramp, turn them around and back them into the stalls where I would cross tie them and hang hay nets (also used a breast bar). They "sat" on a big "butt bar" and rode really well like that. When unloading, each horse would kinda take a deep breath, then carefully step down the ramp... Today, I went up the ramp on the moving truck, set down my boxes, turned around and gasped at how high up I seemed; how narrow the ramp looked; how "slick" it appeared in the sunlight; how deeply I dreaded walking down it!! My goodness - I had SUCH brave horses!
