It seems when I wasn’t watching Braam and I became poster children for WE here, kind of bitter sweet.
Awww.
On Saturday I went to my friends ranch for a trail ride, you know, that thing, way out of my comfort zone? I got to ride Jet, my favourite buddy, and we had a wonderful time. Although he isn’t the fastest, being a touch over 16hh and having long legs makes his walk just so nice, and seeing it was so hot, walk was all we did. Walked out, checked the cows, were going to play around and cut some out, just for fun, but J, who was the least experienced of the group was having a little trouble with her borrowed mount, who turned from switched off, to level 10 when he saw the cows, so we retreated in civilized order.
We then headed out to ride out through the bush, but the mosquito hordes were attacking in style, so we decided to head back to base. Big learning of the day, when your host offers you the chance to swap out the barrel reins on the headstall you are using, TAKE UP THE OFFER, for a person who rode English for so many years and can’t believe how averse I am to loop reins these days
There was times out on the ride that Jet and I were way behind the lead group, and way in front of the stragglers, so I could hear quiet chatter and laughing, but nothing else, it was a peaceful moment that recharged my soul.