Well, here we are, the first ride on a new horse in the desert. I spent the morning imaging the worst, puffing up my chicken-hearted self with scary negative images of it going bad. I did play with him first and did SOME savvy things to ensure a good ride. I don't know what happend to me, I never would have felt scared or unconfident around a horse in any situation EVER. Since I am 47, I am either WISER or just a big CHICKEN depending on how you look at it.
We just had our pre-pack trip meeting with Al and Margie and are all prepared with who is bringing what for this trip. We leave next Thursday and are going over the mountain on a 3 day adventure. Al asssures me I won't be terrified since there isn't any sheer drop-offs. Looking forward to going on an adventure!