Star and I attempted our first trail ride ALONE/ALA Carte/SOLO/Mono Y Mono.
Trail ride was more like trail WALK. Which means mare is acting a fool and I get off and walk.
The gravel road to the trail head goes through what I affectionately call White Trash Alley.
Tons of barking dogs, cars, critters, all sorts of unused cars, trailers, Go Carts, Quads,Recycle bins PEOPLE! you name it.
Tonight was special, going at a good click until..............................................
the goats. yes I said it, the goats.
We have already had no issue with the Mini's, the go Kart, the Psychotic German Shepard, Diesel pickup after Diesel pick up. No worries there.
It was the goats that sent her into a tailspin. The pick up driver laughed when after he apologized I had to humbly admit, it wasn't him it was the bleeting NUBIANS with the Bell Collars. Once again the HELL NO AND SPIN. sheesh !
I kid you not we walked for almost two miles and and down gravel roads, through two HUGE pastures and back to the ranch. We will continue our escapades through White Trash Alley everyday this week. Can't be having that behaviour in an endurance horse.
When I returned late much to Rebekahs worry.. This was the view. So beautiful. If anyone ever wants to go visit the ranch let me know, it is truly a spectacular place.
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