This little fence across the creek is a run below our house that was created to let the horses come down to drink. To me, as a kid, it was an Indiana Jones challenge that I faced. And please notice Porcelain and her new baby in the background. Porcelain is Matt, my brother's mare that he competed with for many years... more of a family member than a horse. OH, and Jasen, who was on makeup duty, named the colt 'Dusty' that day, 'cause he found the only patch of snow-free dirt to roll around in.