I ordered a new saddle pad with a couple of roomy pockets, in case we find ourselves trail riding in the future. I can easily tuck in a hoof pick, a cell phone, and a snack.
A couple of weeks ago, Paul made a cyclocross course in the riding arena. The boys had a blast riding this bike maze. I wanted to ride Francie, but didn't know what she'd think. At first, she thought it was pretty awful. She snorted as though the red tape was going to attack her. I hand walked her through. She calmed down. Then I hand walked her through a second time, rattling the tape as we went. She was spooky at the moving, rattling tape at first, but then calmed down again. After that, I hopped on her.
We walked through and then we trotted. Then she started having fun. She was enjoying whipping around the 180 degree corners!
By the end, she was cantering the long stretches, trying to catch the boys on their bikes. I had no idea she would have so much fun with this. Reminded me of my youth, flying around tight jumper courses on ponies, but without the jumps. Here we are after, exhilarated from our playful ride.
She still has those funny curled ears, but look - she's got one ear on Pierce, who took the picture, but one ear on me. We're really feeling connected lately. I'm looking forward to more fun fall rides.