Sunday morning, 4:30 came really (REALLY) early! The carrot before this old mare....round two of the winter series for the State of Jefferson.....a much awaited for dog trial!!!! Mother Nature complied with passable roads and as I pulled up to the trial field....this is what greeted me! Now this is what Heaven must look like.....crystal clear day with Mt. Shasta peaking around the rocks.

If you meet this fellow at a dog trial.....be afraid....be very afraid! His wife was off to the airport with their lovely daughter......the wife must be the "better half"............gotta love a fellow that judged the last trial and kept trying to take my dog off to show her the sheep at the horse trailer at this trial! Like Sally would forget there were sheep in the trailer a month later.....

Dee and I agreed to set sheep for a while.....here we are taking lambs up to the set out pens....

The judge was from Wales and knows Nell's breeding very well. I took her up to set with...give him a sneak preview of what is to come.....in a few years. I thought...heck..it could go really bad and I could be fired....or it could go phenomenally good.....she did me proud. Here she is posing for a shot after setting an open go.....

So the trial.....well, Sally and I did better this time then the time before. We actually put down a score....64 (and that was with a cross over on the outrun). She got her single with just a small bobble...and the pen was nice. I am proud.... and yet, as always ,contemplative. I got to scribe a few runs and it was very fun chatting with the judge. He asked me to think of one quality difference between the really top handlers and the mediocre handlers.....as we watched a few faux pas on a couple of runs and we chatted about my run. I thought about it....well, one big crucial quality I would like to see in myself is quick RECOVERY. The top handlers make mistakes and you never hear it in their whistles or voice (as mentioned by Geri).....they recover..... put it back together very quickly....sometimes so quick that the crowd misses the mistake. For me, after Sally crossed, I never felt like we got a good rhythm until we got to the third leg of the drive and the single.
As I said my goodbyes, and climbed back into my car for the drive home....I had much to think about. Good stuff.....recovery and the art of letting go...sounds like a good chapter title to the book of my life with trialing sheepdogs! Once again, I must express my gratitude to Geri Byrne and all those surrounding her. What a wonderful atmosphere she has created...the sheep were great...the trial course a challenge...to be sure! I've got another month to practice recovery....until then....
Seize the day!