of which there are many – have fun…..
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where it all began……..
My First Real Horsey adventure :
in my beautiful home country, South Africa.
MY NEXT ADVENTURE SAW ME IN WESTERN AUSTRALIAN
THE BEAUTIFUL MARGARET RIVER REGION
Nothing I have ever done prepared me for Jesters Flat, Margaret River ……. Beautiful Perth. My final few hours before returning to ‘the real world’ Enough time to marvel at what had happened over the past week at Jester’s Flat Enough time to marvel at what happened when seven women, unknown to one another arrived…Keep reading
There was a quick ‘test yourself’ ride in the Howqua Valley.
THIS WITHOUT A DOUBT – IS AN AMAZING RIDE,
GREAT HORSES AND
The BEST People
Sometimes, we ride, short and sharp.
Sometimes we ride fast or stuck.
Sometimes we stay on and sometimes we don’t
See for yourself
SO WHAT’S NEXT?
Chasing cows? why not……. or even penning them.
Come for the crazy ride……
The adverts were amazing, mustering cattle, camp drafting, (suitable for all riding levels, even beginners (that’s still me!!!!)) stunning views – Southern Queensland, mid winter, escape from Melbourne cold, improve my riding skills – who could refuse. So before I knew it, I was a paid up ‘member’ of the June intake of camp…Keep reading
Now that we had mastered the art of cattle mustering (in 2 easy lessons you understand 🙂 ) We moved on to ‘greener’ pastures. In the bus, with horses in tow, we left our beautiful Mount and drove through Gympie, where once again we made a pit stop, this time, not at the bottle shop,…Keep reading
Lord Of The Rings…
Land of the Long Cloud…..
Beauty beyond Breathtaking.
NO WORDS… well not many 🙂
“Words, words, words, I’m so sick of words!” Well at least Eliza Doolittle was. Me, I would be better saying, “Words, words, words, I’m so stuck for words!” Which for anyone who knows me, must surely be a first. I LOVE words. I love working out their origins, the way they look on paper; their…Keep reading
When the green monster causes a Big Spill !!!!
See also Portugal.
I am used to travelling alone and often find myself ‘the odd one out’ in a group. But never more so than when I joined a group of horse riders in Portugal. The group had been riding together for several months and were winding down towards the end of their epic adventure. I…Keep reading
What an Experience (note the capital E!)
See also Morocco
The thought of ‘thundering’ through the plains of Mongolia was what got me on a horse in the first place; and here I was, about to ‘thunder’ across the plains of Morocco, on a horse! Who would have thought! And while I am still to see the Mongolian plains, I have seen miles and miles…Keep reading
(To be read after Morocco Ride – day one ) And just like that, the horses and riders worked together. The first day was, for everyone, a surprise, requiring much energy, patience and self control. But here, on day two, it felt as though we all knew what was required and were confident we could…Keep reading
Oh my Heart Horse.
Oh my Heart Place. Oh my beating heart…….
My Heart Horse – took me the the Barossa Valley…..
again and again…….
See Barossa Valley, South Australia Barossa Blessings
THE OUTBACK – dreams come alive here…….
See also Northern Territory/W Australia
Anyone pick up books at Op shops? I do, and so it was that I was introduced to ‘the Duracks’ for all of $2. I had never heard of this family. I had heard of the Kimberley’s, Kakadu and Arnheim land and had a vague idea that they were all ‘far up there’. With the…Keep reading