Horseback Riding

The offer came unexpectedly, but I jumped on it as soon as it was out of his mouth. A guy in my ward is from a farm up in Idaho. He mentioned that a group of people were invited to go and ride his family's horses.  I've been wanting to go horseback riding for ages. Forever, really. So I immediately agreed to go, coerced Elsie into going and invited Megan at nearly the last minute.

The last time I was on a horse, I was still quite young and at my dad's Uncle Murray's place in the hills of Kentucky. He put us up on the horses and was going to let Amy and me ride off into the forest, without supervision...without instruction. I chickened out. It has since been a regret, because I never knew when my next opportunity to ride would be.

I loved it.

Loren was kind of the same way. He put leads on the horses and had us get to know them while he had to help his brother on the farm. When he got back, he saddled our horses, gave us tips on how to get up on the horse and then we set off. Mine and Megan's horses were very docile, and sort of lazy. Megan had a hard time getting Studly to move; I had a difficult time with Buck. Elsie, on the other hand, had a very spirited horse. The one thing they all agreed on, was the fact that they wanted to go home.

We had a hard time keeping them pointed in the right direction. When we were traveling away from the farm, they were slow and thickheaded. When we started heading back, they would trot along much more quickly.

It was so great!

The weather was perfect. Absolutely gorgeous. I loved riding, but I know that I need a lot more practice and I probably need to look up tips online or something so that I don't break my knees the next time. I'm a little sore today, though that was to be expected, and it really isn't as bad as I thought.

We ended the day at Maddox in Brigham City, which was absolutely delicious as usual. The bison chopped steak with mushrooms and peppers seemed like the perfect way to end my western-themed day.