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Its that time of year where we all reflect on the past and plan for the future. Here at Trailhead Supply we are no different. We had a great 2018, We were blessed to move into a new facility where we have the room to not only expand our retail space but also combine our manufacturing under the same roof. Not saying there wasn’t a few hurdles and some hiccups along the way. We are all moved in and close to being settled.
Now for the looking ahead part…All of us at Trailhead Supply, believes strongly in education. So, to reach out and help packers and trail riders at every level we have the following…
- Coffee with Andy, our weekly blog covering an array of topics. After a brief intermission it is up and going again, there is only so many hours in a day and with our move….Well, I don’t need to explain you’ve all been there. Watch for it every Wednesday morning on our Facebook page, or sign up to receive it directly in your inbox.
- Our You Tube channel, for those of you like myself who learn better by watching than reading.
- And of course all of the social media pages Facebook, Instagram and Twitter, keeping you up to date on our never changing schedules, pack clinics and happenings around Trailhead Supply.
If you ever have a question, need some help, can’t find an answer, contact us we would love to help you conquer the problem, get the confidence and get out on the trail and make miles of memories… We have a great and knowledgeable team at Trailhead Supply. Let us be your go to resource.
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Until next time.
See you on the Trail
What a great day yesterday!!! Odie the shop dog and I took a road trip. Got out of the store for a day and out on the highway. We traveled over to Idaho to pick up a load of timbers we had custom cut for us. Once home, we then take these timbers cut them down again and then again, in our own shop, one step at a time to create the bars for Trailhead Supply’s own Decker pack saddles. One of the exciting things for me on the way back to Montana was that every time I stopped, let it be for coffee, snacks, or just stretch our legs, someone would point at the flatbed trailer I was pulling and say, “What are you building?” When I would reply back "pack saddles" you got the deer in the headlight look. I think they were expecting a new deck, or something along those lines. Then I would have to explain the whole process of building a saddle and how they are used on a horse or mule to transport gear and equipment in and out of the forest, etc. etc. etc. Then would continue with why my daughter and I started Trailhead Supply, over my fresh cup of coffee. While I tried to explain the whole saddle building thing to them, they would stop me and say “By hand?” “You do this all by hand? Yourself? You just don’t buy them, you build them yourself?” They’d ask. I would explain I did most of the tree construction and my son in law did most of the leather work, while my daughter fills and pushes us both along. Its truly rewarding to build a product by hand knowing is will last a lifetime while at the same time help people get out on the trails, live their dreams and keep their passion for the back country alive. Go pour another cup make some new friends along the way….
See you on the trail.
This has been a tough week, we all go through them. One of my oldest and closest friends came to visit, tossed on the rear bunk of a motor home for the journey. He has been fighting, a long, slow, debilitating, unknown, terminal disease. He has outlived what every doctor has predicted. He has the drive and determination not to give up; which in its self should be the lesson for all of us. But this trip was to say goodbye…….We had to have that talk about what he wants done after that final breath. He wants to be cremated, and his ashes scattered and for me to take him on one last pack trip.….. I asked him where……..He said “You pick, you have got to roam around, cover more ground than anyone I know, and I never got a chance to join you.” I told him, “I would be honored, but did I have to take his whinny ass sister along with me???” His reply was, “As much as I’d like to say yes, just to piss you both off one last time….No, not this time.”
Some of us will get called home way too early, some a physical thing that stops us from doing what we love to do. Most of us spend way too much time chasing the dollar $ign, trying to provide for you and the family. The best way to live for my friend Steve and when the time comes, remember Steve, is get out and enjoy life to the fullest; the lawn can wait to be mowed…..
I’ll close with a quote from Edward Abbey………….
“One final paragraph of advice: do not burn yourselves out. Be as I am - a reluctant enthusiast....a part-time crusader, a half-hearted fanatic. Save the other half of yourselves and your lives for pleasure and adventure. It is not enough to fight for the land; it is even more important to enjoy it. While you can. While it’s still here. So get out there and hunt and fish and mess around with your friends, ramble out yonder and explore the forests, climb the mountains, bag the peaks, run the rivers, breathe deep of that yet sweet and lucid air, sit quietly for a while and contemplate the precious stillness, the lovely, mysterious, and awesome space. Enjoy yourselves, keep your brain in your head and your head firmly attached to the body, the body active and alive, and I promise you this much; I promise you this one sweet victory over our enemies, over those desk-bound men and women with their hearts in a safe deposit box, and their eyes hypnotized by desk calculators. I promise you this; You will outlive the bastards.”
I was having coffee this morning while chatting on the computer with a friend. When I happened to type my horses name ….The question was asked why did you name your horse Chop? So, I started to explain that when I got her, her name was Sundance princes of la dee da dee da……or something like that. But she was way over weight and as I went to load her to bring her home I said, come on Pork Chop, get in the trailer. In turn I shortened it to Chop.
My wife thinks it’s just horrible that I named her something that is based on her girth size…..Oh well it works, and everyone on the trail knows her by Chop. So, Chop it is. Once upon a time ago we breed horses, and yes, we tagged in all the lineage names, but like everyone does we called them something totally different. Then why not just put on the registration papers “CHOP?” Most horses and mules I own have a short easy name, but really they have several names depending on their daily attitude. Some names will change as owners change and what that animal is used for. If the horse was owned by a little girl chances are it has princess somewhere in there and I will take no princess in the back country. So, names change to reflect the toughness of the trail (for me anyways). I have a friend that’s an outfitter and he no longer names his stock, but numbers them for inventory and tax reasons. For example he rides 101. I’m not sure why horses have to be so tough to name when on the other hand dogs are so easy. Rex, Spot etc. The question I was asked over coffee this morning was… could I write a short blog about naming horses and how or why did you name your horse or mule what you did. So, there you have it, go ahead comment away….
PS Here’s a list of ours:
Mules: Margo, Molly, Lucy, Roger, and Abner.
Horses: Gus, Miss T, Angel, Jackie, Sis, Chop, and Cowboy.
Left to right: Miss T, Chop, Roger, Margo, Sis
Seems like not a day goes by that you don’t turn on your computer and there is at least one if not more folks pictured having a cup of coffee. My Facebook feed is full of them, all my friends, or want to be friends wanting to share that first cup of the day with me. I was talking with one of Trailhead Supply’s customers about this and I said I like it!!!
Not necessarily all these unknown random pics of folks drinking coffee, but the idea of it all. See back before there were Starbucks, or any Coffee Bar / Espresso Stands for that matter, I had coffee almost every morning with my Grandfather. The thing was he was 2000 miles away. It didn’t matter where I was traveling around the country for work or if I wanted to sleep in on a Sunday morning the phone rang at 6am. “Are you up?” was the greeting I heard 7 days a week on the phone. Back before cell phones and I was on the road or sitting in some airport waiting for a flight I would call him from some old pay phone. I can’t even begin to imagine how many cups of coffee I’ve drank in phone booths talking to him. My day started out the same everyday…. knowing he was ok and that was enough for me to have a good day.
As a bonus I also learned all the happenings in the entire family and everything happening in Moorpark, CA. For those of you that might care Moorpark spelled backwards is kraproom. Those days are long gone. Now, I drink coffee looking at pics of folks I really don’t know and reading texts from my kids. So, enjoy what you have, make the most of it…..we all know it won’t last forever. So, have another cup………….
Miss ya Reg………….