Pony Shopping and a pretty drive

Shawn and I went to go look at a horse for him. It is a 9 year old Morgan named Alex. He does things that boys that hunt like their horses to do, hunt, pack, hi line tie, hobble, no drama etc.
So we had to go east out of Portland to The Dalles.

More bright eyed and bushy tailed than yesterday, but not much I tell ya.

Here is the boy, he hasn't had a rough life, but he sure hasn't had a privileged life either. He was cut later in life and has a THICK cresty neck. His teeth have most likely never been floated, and his mane and tail have seen their better days. He is in serious need of some TLC.

He does however have an easy kind eye, very willing and soft and his feet are rock hard.
I don't think he has ever even had a bath in his entire life. This poor boy screams for a good spa day and some aerobic exercise doesn't he? He is bred like an old school Morgan solidly built and made to last. His head is kinda jug headed but we like that here. His legs are sturdy , straight and clean. That is the most important thing !

So on the way out of the owners place we ran into a small herd of deer. They literally stood still so I could take this picture.

We saw this mamma and calf in the thicket on the way in and stopped and took a picture on the way out. So cute and tiny little calf. Mamma sure kept an eye on Shawn while he was taking this picture.

A cool picture of an old barn.
I love how the colors of fall are coming out everywhere.

This is an old church in the middle of nowhere and next to it is an old cemetery. If I was in the mood I would have stopped to see the pioneer plots, but I was beat from trying to work a horse on a lunge who can only go to the left. ugh...

Pony shopping is my favorite activity , but taking pictures on a beautiful day sometimes trumps that. We have made no decision on the gelding. I'm not sure I want to work that hard on a project horse again.