Literally, out on a horse for the first time in almost twenty years.
A great, all-too-short vacation unto the hills. Get away when you can.
Elk at the park.
Winnebago, the largest and most unpredictable horse I’ve ever ridden. Almost took a tumble in the river. His antics kept me from filming a video. A wonderful animal; actually made the rider work.
Note the glow about the rider…
See a rule, break a rule.
And … thank God for coffee.
Brought to you, kind of, by:
Peter’s Pancakes and Waffles: “Breakfast to Crow About.” Also a cup of black coffee for equestrian recoveries.
Carpenter’s Corner (At The Depot): When mom needs a custom porch swing and youngins want to watch a cool model train, it’s Carpenter’s.
Also should note that the pancakes at Peter’s are darned good. Peter’s surliness is kind of like Barliman Butterbur meets Wolverine. Excellent coffee. Bago was close to six feet at the shoulders (tall) and a good 1,250 lbs. Maybe not the best water crosser; really came close to falling (or dumping me) at the first river xing and, on the return, stalled twice mid-stream. Very independent minded … the Perrin of horses? In fairness, it was his first outing in a while too – pasturing added a few LBs and such.