There was a stable near one of the places we stayed and I decided I wanted to go on a trail ride. I paid my fee and was directed to get on one of the ugliest horses I had ever seen. I told the woman I didn't want that horse. I want that horse and pointed to this pretty little mare.
We went back and forth a few times with her insisting I get on the big, ugly gelding and me insisting I wanted the brown horse. Finally I said, "Okay, just give me back my money and I won't ride today." So she relented and let me have my way. I don't know what the horse's name was, I called her "Brown Beauty".
It was a beautiful setting for a trail ride as well as a very nice day. These other photos were taken on that trip and go along with some of the things I mentioned on the blog of the 8th.
|Our campsite at The Land Between the Lakes|
|Close-up of the Mimosa Tree|
|Buffalo near "The Homeplace"|
|Atop Cumberland Gap looking out and down|
|Cabins inside Fort Boonesborough|
Lastly, a confession about my trail ride, something I've never told anyone before: By the time we were halfway through the trail ride I understood why the horse wrangler (in blue shirt above) was so insistent that I ride the other horse - this little brown mare was too worn out for me to be riding her. She barely made it back to the barn with me on board. I was sorry I hadn't listened to the woman. If she had told me her reason for not wanting me on this horse I would have agreed to ride another one. We were both at fault that day.