click here McGlothlin_FGP_Horse_VYesterday was spent working in, for me, a rather old arena (pardon the pun… couldn’t resist). Some of you will know by now that, before writing and photography became a full-time career, I used to make a living in the equestrian industry. Said career involved managing a large boarding / training barn, a wide variety of lesson clients, and a string of horses in training.

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https://www.mreavoice.org/czqub00cw0 Horses always come back one way or another.

https://www.brigantesenglishwalks.com/bpmmlkwps And so, it was with a gleeful step that I made my way to the Vermont Summer Festival yesterday, held an arduous trek of about ten minutes from my apartment here in Manchester. (Small town win.) Photographing jumping horses is something I know and I love, and so, all in all, it was a pretty relaxed work day.

go I have discovered a certain proclivity to a particular type of horse—those that most resemble my old competition partner. He was big and bay and rawboned, with monstrous ears and a bold Roman nose. Uploading images yesterday I discovered an inordinate amount of images that reflected that type of mount.

get link I also fell into the old habit of making internal bets as a horse enters the ring, debating if it will be a clean round or not. Force of habit—long years in the industry make reading equine quality second nature.

https://mocicc.org/agricultura/09tgwur The Vermont Summer Festival runs from 1 July to 10 August; suffice to say I’m feeling pretty happy and pretty spoiled to have this kind of equestrian community in town for six weeks. It’s an interesting experience—I came home from the show yesterday bearing the signature scents of a horse show… sweat, the sweet smell of well-cared-for horses, and fly spray. Nostalgia reigned. At the same time, watching the trainers and the grooms and the riders who only ride as a social, society trend, it made me very much not miss that lifestyle.

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https://www.elevators.com/10qeam1i The show’s weekly $30,000 Grand Prix takes place every Saturday, and I was able to catch it yesterday. Despite the hot, sticky weather, horses and riders looked to be fit and in fighting form. The course was wide—lots of odd half strides where the riders had to know their horses and the mount’s ability to either lengthen or shorten strides in between combinations.

https://guelph-real-estate.ca/iuecz1nq As always, it was a pleasure to be back ringside. I’m looking forward to hitting the Vermont Summer Festival several more times this summer. Look for the images in an equestrian publication near you!

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The traveling veteran, the Fire Girl Subaru, on an adventure in the Gallatin Range, southwestern Montana.

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https://purestpotential.com/366k3l3 But, there is a (semi) valid excuse for the internet silence. The Fire Girl Suby, my well-loved and well-traveled partner of the past several years, has officially bitten the dust. Hard. Extremely hard. As in KIA.

https://www.elevators.com/di7se2uswwu The old Subaru creaked and rattled through many an adventure. We lost a rear door panel trying to shimmy through a canyon in south Texas. Chased forest fires in Yellowstone and gained entrance to more “emergency services only” areas than I care to remember. I slept in it far too many times, and it’s seen temperatures from 115F+ to -30 and below. And, this winter, we rather memorably lost a tire on the drive from Austin to Vermont, resulting in me tearing up on the New York State Freeway and wondering what the hell I was doing with my life.

https://geolatinas.org/jvp40kyid It all worked out in the end, or is in process of doing so. Somehow I think life is always a process of working itself out, one way or another.

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https://paradiseperformingartscenter.com/s57jnr76xw The fact that I had no transportation for part of that time complicated things a wee bit.

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The Vermont Chronicles 29 June: Taste of Montana

watch by Fire Girl Jess on June 29, 2014

https://www.marineetstamp.com/antxzzvyac Not as much reading fodder this week, but a few images to boost you through your Sunday. Head on over to Chi Wulff and give it a look.

Trout sipping during a Missouri River summer day.

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Time to Dare

by Fire Girl Jess on June 28, 2014

Shuttling pre-float on the Battenkill River, Vermont.

Shuttling pre-float on the Battenkill River, Vermont.

“This is no time for ease and comfort. It is time to dare and endure.”   -Winston Churchill

Post-work week adventures—floating and fishing the Battenkill River with Els Van Woert. Immensely thankful to have friends who aren’t afraid of a little adventure. Come log jams, swarms of mosquitoes, and MIA boat ramps on a dark night… nothing can keep these river girls down.

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A Look Back on the Missouri River

by Fire Girl Jess on June 24, 2014

Pensive on the water, looking for heads.

Pensive on the water, looking for heads.

Long-time readers will well remember the “Dispatches From Craig” series that ran last year while I was working the season on the Missouri River in Montana. It was a hell of a season, in a hell of a place, and a hell of a time story and photo gathering with a hell of a gang.

There is still a larger project yet to come out of those dispatches. But more to come on that later.

So when I had the chance last week to step outside my roll of outdoor copywriter with The Orvis Company and run the 2015 fly-fishing photo shoot on the Missouri, I kept at the chance. I’d been involved in designing the campaign, and recruited the four models we were using. I knew the river.

So it kind of worked.

It was weird bring back in old haunts; working not as a photographer but as producer, story-gatherer, fixer and art director. It was a long week with little sleep to say the least.

I did get a chance to photograph a little bit during one of the videography days, a sampling of the results of which you can see here. Nice to be back shooting what I know and love.

And now, I’m back in Vermont for two weeks before heading to Birmingham, Alabama, and then two weeks after that to the International Fly Tackle Dealer Show in Orlando. Hoping to see some of you there.

Here’s to keeping busy… more to come.

Hello handsome.

Hello handsome.

A happy trio.

A happy trio.

Little friends.

Little friends.

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Familiar Grounds… and Waters

by Fire Girl Jess on June 16, 2014

Well this looks familiar.

Well this looks familiar.

I landed back home in Montana yesterday to run the Orvis fly-fishing photo shoot for 2015. (Yep, thinking 2015 already. Damn.) Today is a prep / logistics day, then we start shooting tomorrow. Odd to be on the side of the producer / organizer and not the photographer! Very excited to get this show on the road and see what comes of it.

Drove into Craig yesterday after my flight got in. In some ways it felt like I never left, and in other ways it feels a bit removed. I guess we all change, but it’s nice to know some places stay the same.

Reports will be scattered this week as work—and life—is pretty insane, but I’ll be back to the real world next week.

Until then, read the latest Vermont Chronicles post on Chi Wulff and enjoy a bit of iPhone Montana scenery.

The Untouchables Bridge.

The Untouchables Bridge.

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Vermont Bass Fishing

by Fire Girl Jess on June 11, 2014

On the hunt for bass.

On the hunt for bass.

Vermont seems to have meant new experiences for me. Not that I’m typically shy about that thing… and I kind of do have a track record of leaping into helicopters and US Forest Service rigs in various settings… but, per trend, the newness continues.

After getting a taste of bass fishing—striped bass fishing, that is—a few weeks ago, I knew I liked bass. So when the call came through Friday night after work from fellow Orvis-ites Chrissy and Tyler asking if I wanted to smallmouth fishing, I immediately asked when and where.

Tyler had borrowed a sled and motor from another member of the Orvis gang, and we headed up to Somerset Reservoir right here in Vermont. It was breezy, but we rigged up white streamers and went to it.

Long story short, a pretty fun day with a plethora of smallmouth bass and good friends.

Here’s to a long summer of bent rods.

Chrissy hooked up on the first fish of the day.

Chrissy hooked up on the first fish of the day.

Spring days in Vermont. Nothing beats a day on the water... any water.

Spring days in Vermont. Nothing beats a day on the water… any water.

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