For those of you who don't know, I ride a horse named Reco (short for Reconciliation). He's owned by my friend Jen and is a fun thoroughbred -- usually sane but sometimes... excitable we'll call it. It never seems to be a dull moment riding Reco, so every once in a while, I'll send Jen the next installment of my serial, Adventures with Reco. I'd think she'd be sick of these emails by now, but she seems to enjoy reading them as much as I like writing them.
I was perusing them while cleaning out my email and came across this fun one. Some background so you understand: 1) Altamont is a street in the super-rich neighborhood of Los Altos Hills, 2) "two-point" is the position you see jockeys ride in, 3) Horses spook like crazy if there are loud sudden noises behind them.
Just wanted to let you know that I got Reco out today. We went traipsing around Byrne doing our usual canter bit. At one point while I was cantering up Altamont in two-point w/ my butt sticking out, these two teenage punks zoom up behind us in a BMW they obviously didn't pay for and scream "Ride it baby, yeah!!!" Scared the shit out of me, but didn't phase Reco one bit.
After I'd calmed down from thinking things like, "What the hell, are you TRYING to kill me?!" it occurred to me I'd just been cat-called by a couple teenage boys. HAH! I hope they both go home and pretend they didn't just check out a guy. Who knew my ass was that cute anyways.