Almost There

I thought we’d the spring and summer—some never get here. A series of events over planned, others unexpected—delayed our return to Pie Town. We had decided that, rather than shuttle back and forth between the two locations (a grueling two-day drive), we would stay at our Hondo, Texas, property until it was ready to put on the market. The logistics of running two ranches had proved daunting.

Our work preparing the Texas ranch for sale was chugging along nicely until the rains came. Nearly 30 inches fell in a three-week period, which spelled disaster for our plans and progress. The creek flooded the low-water bridge near our property and mud made it nearly impossible to get our unwanted materials and equipment into the 30-yard dumpster we had rented.

Our attention shifted from migration to survival—laying down gravel in horse paddocks, trimming mud-caked hooves, fixing machinery. We had been planning to head for Pie Town in early July and had even pulled interstate health certificates