We arrived at the ranch at 4 pm and set the horses up in their own corral.
A quick zip across the road to set up our own cozy diggs:
We had no time left for riding that evening, so hunkered down for some misty campfire sittin'. Up at a luxurious 9 am, we had a delightful campfire breakfast and zipped down to the ranch, on the trail for 11 am.
We traversed some spectacular trails out there. From the steapest sand dunes to deep water crossings, there isn't a moment you and your horse aren't engaged in your environement.
Bill had two oopsie incidents, one right out of the gate. We instantly forgave him for spooking at a spooking flock of geese around the corner. The second one wasn't so keen... he decided to be wary of some minor white water on a ledge and almost backed right up off the darned thing. 30 mins later, he marched through the wash-out at a bridge site without a hitch. Go figure.
Max was a champ through it all, only batting an eye when he sleepily walked past some run-off froth build up... we had already passed it so that it was under my boot, but suddenly he saw it and pulled some kind of amazing lipizzaner jump & kick-out manoeuvre that I sat like a pro, if I do say so. He also was very cautious whenever he was in the lead. His feet held up well through the rocky half of the terrain.
Very successful time and wonderful cool weather - NO BUGS!
Tacking up...
Goofing around the yard...
More Goofin...
Last one goofin...
Couple of trail shots:
What an awesome ride. Enjoy these times.
ReplyDeleteI know this is old... just dreaming... I miss these days.
ReplyDeletemiss no longer sweetie!! that's us in less than 3 weeks!! except awsomer quality horse time. GIDDY UP!
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