The day couldn’t get any better. Not a cloud in the vivid blue sky and the forested landscape was like none I’d ever seen before. I was in the company of those I love most in this world. So what could possibly go wrong on such a perfect day?
I suppose I should give a bit of background here…my family and I were on an extended RV road trip across four states. It was going to be a relaxing trip with fun activities planned in between days of traveling down the interstate.
On the second day of our trip, we decided to go horseback riding in the mountains. Yes, I’ve been on a horse many times before.
As a matter of fact, I’m not new to the horse world. I rode horses a couple of times – you know those ones that go around in circles at fairs? Yes, I rode those quite often as a kid.
I also rode a horse once at the age of 16 and (un)fortunately fell into the arms of a helpful (and handsome) teenage cowboy in an attempt to climb into the saddle.
In addition, I grew up riding motorcycles and go-carts. That counts for something, doesn’t it?
So by all standards, I am a cowgirl, right?
When I first saw the horse I was to ride, I thought I’d never seen a finer animal. He was big, strong, and had a light golden coat with a dark mane and tail. My oldest daughter, who professes to be a true horsewoman, told me he was a Buckskin.
My family members each had their own horses to ride, yet none of them were as beautiful and peaceful looking as the one I’d been loaned. His name was Ace.
I quickly convinced myself and everyone else that I was an experienced cowgirl and that riding Ace would be no problem at all. After all, he seemed so peaceful, so…
I climbed on the back of Ace and, and with Lon and our two daughters, set out for our ride in the mountains.
Lon’s horse was named Moose – a very large horse with even larger buns. As a matter of fact, I’d never seen such large buns on an animal!
Of course, Lon couldn’t be given a Shetland Pony – it just wouldn’t be right. No, Lon was thankful they’d given him a large animal to hold his own large muscular frame – and Moose was a lot of horse.