My Old Man, Always at the Back.
We’ve lent one of our horses, Ayla, to a friend, and rode over there with her. Its just the other side of the village, and she has a horse too, who is Ayla’s best friend. They have been known to escape to go visit each other!
Here we are just starting out on the trek:
And here’s a shot showing my horse’s head. This is roughly where we spend most rides, especially going downhill. My poor old man goes very slowly and carefully downhill, and then we get to trot to catch up on the way back uphill:
And here they are having a break, while we had lunch. Then we set off home again, leaving Ayla at her friend’s for a few weeks.
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