Annual Sleigh Ride in Leavanworth

By Paul

Originally posted: Monday, October 16, 2006
Modfied: Tuesday, October 09, 2007

Since 1998 it has been an annual event for the Gregg's family to trek over Stevens Pass for a weekend get away highlighted by ride in a horse drawn sleigh.  Gregg and I had not made it to the event since we became a couple in January 2004.  So this was my first time.

We arrived late Friday night and spent all day Saturday driving around Wenatchee and Cashmere.  I don't have any pictures, but it was great to visit those towns that I had only driven through so many times.  The entire area around there is famous for growing apples, pears, and peaches. 

We spent a lot of time driving up into the hills to see the orchards in Cashmere.  They looked very stark in the middle of January, branches black and barren, the fields white with patches of snow, the hills sides dry and brown.  But that's what winter is for -- a rest.  In spring and summer, when I typically would be driving through there, it is lush, green and lively.

Most of Gregg's family arrived on Saturday.  We enjoyed an evening meal together and some of us went out for wine or beer after that.  On Sunday Gregg and the kids played in the snow in the town square while some of us browsed around the shops.  We then drove a few miles out of town to the farm and the sleigh ride.  Being a city boy, I've never been much in to horses.  I was amazed to see how hard they worked during our 30-minute trip.  Furthermore, I really can't believe it when the horse driver told me that horses "love" doing this.  It just seems to me that a horse would rather run around in a pasture or meadow, or be in a warm barn, instead of hauling around a bunch of Yahoos.


 

Once I got over my PETA moments, I did enjoy the event.  The driver told lots of corny jokes and I learned a few facts about horses (which I have since forgotten) and driving a team.  It seemed much more complicated than driving a car.  Afterwards the sleigh ride, everyone headed back to Seattle.  Most went back over highway US 2 and Stevens Pass, Gregg and I went further east and south for Blewitt Pass, then Interstate 90 and Snoqualmie Pass.