As if on cue, enter Mother Nature, stage left…

Why not, you know?  It was high time that she got in on the act…  But Lone Elk going over a cliff?  Does that constitute trick riding?  By the look on his face and the way the horse is all tucked up, it seems as though he intended to do this…

Man, criminals sure can be needy…

My friend?  Now there’s a Trailverse standby if ever there was one…  No, not your friend, bitch, you are the one that has forced us into this situation, now you can suck it up, buttercup… Note how Mark’s hair remains impervious to the wind and driving rain…  We can draw comfort from those things that do not change, come what may…

I guess Sheriff Don Stober is a man accustomed to going it alone…  so off he goes into a driving rain, astride one and leading another heavy horse… while the Feds are warm and dry inside their field office…

But that’s how he likes it, as he promises to bring Jimmy’s horses back to him in one piece.  I wonder if that’s the entire herd- there’s six of them now committed to this caper.  We would suppose not though, as there are the “fast” ones yet in the barn…

Fear not, Jimmy… good always prevails in the Trailverse.  It might take us a while to get there, but good always prevails…

So… Strong it is!  Judging by the build, these are either Percheron or Clydesdale horses, heavy horses built to pull and carry.  Makes me wonder what Sheriff Don wants with a second one, maybe to haul bank-robber carcasses back to the jailhouse…

“Serve you well?”  “Hopefully?”  Good lord, who writes these lines? Talk about looking a gift horse in the mouth.  You show up, demand mounts, and then damn them with faint praise.

And what’s with the rain gear Jimmy is wearing?  Looks like a surplus haz-mat suit from the Army-Navy store…