I’m going on a horse trail.
Good question, and one I ask myself not infrequently. And my answer always seems to be vaguely unsatisfactory.
Certainly, not because they are there, as with Everest.
Rather, I want to. No idea why 😂.
O Except perhaps because Kate Pilcher has inspired me (www.globetrotting.com.au) 😃
“Do you have any idea of how sore you are going to be?”
“For 5 days?”
“Who are you going with?”
And so the conversations peter out, always with the same look of incredulity and pity!!!!
Which begs the question, why am I in Cape Town, getting ready to go on a horse trail tomorrow and what am I in for.
To both, I have no idea except perhaps there is something about ‘the stars conspiring’ (https://leepowrie.com/2017/01/10/horses-stars-and-me/#)
and life is too short not to take up opportunities.
And so, the opportunity to visit Dee’s Saddlery was too good to miss.
An enchanting store filled with stirrups, saddles, caps, jackets, jodphurs, boots – an alladins cave for riders.
People popped on, to buy, to chat
think I should get my horse a toy,
Not sure😃, maybe she would like one, Perhaps she is bored
I gave my horse a ball and she looked at me and never touched it. Have a glass of wine, forget the toy 🍷⚽️⚽️
We had such fun, jodhpurs, chaps (so very kindly lent), advice, warnings, and encouragement: topped of with wine to celebrate – madness, adventure, joy, horses, life.🍾🐴
Am I organised, do I have the correct gear – make sure you wear the pants you always ride in, the instructions say, don’t try to ride in new clothes. Ha ha – I don’t normally ride, so that is one I have already messed up on!!!!! But committed now. With brand new pants I have never worn before 😩
Although, there was some support this time, – thank you cousins 😜and a quick Google of where I am riding to raised the anticipation considerably.
If my body holds up, if the horse holds me up, if my spirit holds, this will be a special special time.
Time will tell……