From Pine View Farm

The Fat of the Land 0

I’ve been on a few trail rides. Most were on Quarter Horses and one was on a Tennessee Walking Horse. The most spectacular one was in Bryce Canyon National Park; we were on the plateau north of the canyon itself and could see the Yellowstone highlands off to the south.

I considered my trail rides successes, as I did not fall off the horses, not even once.

Never, though, did the wrangler need for me to saddle up on a Clydesdale.

Via my local rag, print edition.

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