Notice my hair, Kellie? Yep, crown braids;)
One fulfilled dream...
Ridin' the Dusty Trail
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Bryce Canyon, Utah
Submitted By edith on 09/10/03
Day by Day, edith, Pictures, travel, road trip, jaunt, Utah, Bryce Canyon, animals, horses, Paint
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Re: Ridin' the Dusty Trail
Natasha Marie (edith)
4 weeks - 32,767v
Posted 2009/10/03 - 3:09 GMT
Re: Ridin' the Dusty Trail
What? What?!?
I see no helmet!
Where is your helmet!?!
Heretic! infidel!
=)
Well, now. So you rode a horse, a horse, without a helmet. Without a helmet.
I'll just let that sink in for awhile.
Wow. O.K, now then.
So, presumably, you were not thrown off a cliff or stomped into a grease spot or sent flying through Utah air at a high rate of speed... how did this happen? Pray tell!
I'm glad you got to experience the inherent joy of being on horseback with crown braids in place of a bulky, ugly, awful helmet.
They have their place, mind you... but just the same, as in everything, there is a balance.
P.S. That looks like so much fun! And a Paint, too! Oh, I want to do that someday... only, if I could choose, I would rent a Friesian and canter in the surf in a flowing white dress, barefoot, with my hair flying free... sigh.
Re: Ridin' the Dusty Trail
Oh, and I wouldn't take any trail guide along...;)
Good night!
Re: Ridin' the Dusty Trail
Yes, trail guides do get in the way a bit...there were a couple of spots where I could have had a delicious canter, but...oh well:)
Re: Ridin' the Dusty Trail
Guilty as charged;)
Ahem, in my defence, they didn't have any helmets, so naturally, I couldn't wear one=D
It felt quite strange, and actually rather...sinful?! riding without a helmet, but that wore off after a while:)
Yes, I am still all in one piece - I did not fall off a cliff, or get stomped into a grease spot (where did that come from?;), or go flying through the Utah air at a high rate of speed, thankfully, although the thought did cross my mind...:)
Yep, a paint:) The poor old grouchy boy wasn't really the type to send anyone off a cliff - he was a darling, even if he was a grouch:) The poor boy has cancer in his intestines, like Marian's horse Doc that I used to ride, so that's why he's so grouchy. I can excuse his grouchiness because he was lovely in every other way - very sensitive to the reins, and a very nice "feel" to him. It was the next best thing to riding Bob.
P.S. Now that would be fun:) If you ever find a place that does that, let me know=)
