Beamer balks and still no foal

Ride 12 for the 100 day challenge was hauling Rosalee to the arena (no photos of boring arena stuff!) We worked on little stuff- walk trot transitions, two tracking, shoulder in and shoulder out, etc. - just stuff to get her mind back on work. She was really looky as there were plenty of horses in paddocks around the arena, so getting her to pay attention to me was a big part of our session.

Ride 13 was yesterday, took Beamer for a ride down to the dyke. He was so funny. The water table is high right now with the snow pack melting, and the pond is overflowing onto the trail we ride. He was pretty sure that if he had to walk through the water there might be sharks , or maybe horse-eating ducks, so it took a while to get him lined out and wading through about a foot of water. Silly boy.

Anyway, we made it down to the dyke and had a look at the river. It's running swiftly now but it is not as high as I thought it might be.

In fact, it barely registers on the stick they use to gauge the level of danger of flooding.

Beamer leads a very sheltered life- he really needs to get out more! He was absolutely certain that he couldn't carry me between these cement blocks.

His evasion is backing up, and that would have put us over the edge of the dyke, so I got off and led him through.....

Such a worried boy! This from a horse who usually is quite comfortable in small spaces. But- the way I look at it, I'm not going to get into a fight with him; eventually he will be okay with riding through there. At one other point in our ride he point blank refused to go forward, even with me spanking him with my rein, so once again, I stepped off, led him 10 ft. and got on again and off we went. He sure is getting particular! Mostly because I don't ride him much because of his arthritis, so I can forgive a lot with him. He still is my heart horse.
The rest of the ride was very enjoyable, he was all ears up and striding out nicely.

I need to get him a set of boots. He is pretty tender footed on all the rocks and chooses his path for the softest ground, as you can see in the photo above he was walking on the soft bed of leaves.

Meanwhile, still no foal. For those of you whose guess has passed, feel free to leave a comment with a new guess. I will close the contest when she waxes. She is overdue now.