I drove by the old Mehlhoff place and thought to myself that they may have gone to Kovorik's place. So when darkness halted our search party, we started calling the neighbors to put them on high alert. Aunt Marian called Kovoriks and Clara says, "I know where they are at." Yes, indeed, they went to visit the neighbors. Clara thought that they would be okay until morning. They were sort of in a fence and across the fence from their horses. By 8:00 AM the next morning, Clara, called and informed Aunt Marian that they were on the loose again. By noon, they had returned and Clara had them locked up.
Johnny and Clara's road to their house is under water. The only way in is to go south to the intersection and go west one mile, turn north and drive up the section line to the prairie trail and to their house. That is what we did on Tuesday when I got back from work around 5:00 PM.
We haltered up Ceci, the wonderhorse, Chip, Josh, Pete and Dandy. Chance was left to follow us home. We went down the prairie trail and north up the section line and would hopefully come to a gate that would let us in to the Mehlhoff place. As luck would have it there was a gate. Just in case, Aunt Marian grabbed the wire cutter and a pliers. All we knew is that we weren't going the long way around.
We all got through both gates and were closing them. We tied our steeds to fenceposts while we shut the gates. We get the gates closes and Ceci, the wonderhorse, crawls through the fence. Open the gates and go get her. Close gates and on our way again.
We walked uphill. We walked downhill. We walked in the field. Jacob had the smallest horse, but apparently she is faster than the other horses. She and Jacob were always in front of us. Aunt Marian was very impressed with Jacob. She thought that it was amazing that he only complained once about his feet hurting and that he didn't continue whining about his tired feet.
We walked 3-4 miles leading our steeds. Chance, the follower? He followed until we got to the green grass poking through the field by the Mehlhoff place. Then he ate. He decided that he should catch up after we had the other horses locked safely in the home pasture (a mile or two from where he was eating on the horizon). Then he came running lickety split. Had to stop and drink some water from the ditch. Needed help getting to the home pasture. Good thing we had more oats along.
Here are some pictures of the Runaway Renegades. VIEW CAREFULLY. HORSE SLOBBER ON LENS.
The beginning of the trek.
Taking a rock climbing break by Johnny and Clara's place at the beginning of our cross country trek. We were actually waiting for Chance to say Good Bye to his new friends. I think they were girls.
And we're off!
Path made by deer by the Mehlhoff Place
Taking a rest.
What do you do when you find a hole? You sit in it and take another rest.
Walking after the rest.
Waiting on Chance by the home pasture gate.
What Chance was doing.
Gracie and Sampson
Home again safe in the home pasture.
Uncle Maurice had Gabriel until he "found a lady who took in orphans." (Mom)



































