Went trail riding yesterday with a friend. We were on the narrowest part of the trail, literally nowhere to go on either side,(straight up to the right, straight down to the left) when we heard motorcycles coming up from below. They stopped, thankfully, in time. Both of us were on green trail horses, and mine was blowing and snorting. The motorcyclists got off and tried to lean their cycles against the uphill side, which gave us an 18 inch path to pass right next to them.
I asked if they could take off their helmets and talk to us! Once they did my horse calmed down immediately and we very slowly walked by them. I could feel his heart beating against my calf, though, so I knew he was very nervous.
It was the worst possible place to meet them, but the three on the dirt bikes were so nice and careful. We thanked them profusely and went on our way. I’ve read others’ accounts of bad experiences with motorcyclists on the trail, but these three were great.
Whew.