Back from the weekend

purplejavatroll , my sister, and I went out to my parents' place on the weekend to camp out and ride horses.  It's probably worth noting that I haven't been on the back of a horse since our honeymoon (with a very docile horse and only for an hour or so).  I didn't do a lot of riding as a kid either.  Most of my experience of being on the horse is of falling off shortly afterwards.

On the one hand, this weekend was no exception.  I did indeed fall off of my horse on the first day.  However, many things were different about the experience this time.  For one thing, I know how to fall down, so other than a stiff neck today I'm not injured at all (and neither was the horse).  For another, I was completely unafraid to get back on once we'd both had a chance to settle down and dust ourselves off.  That last is a critical difference from all my previous experiences.

The second ride on Sunday was lovely and all my additional aches are the result of using muscles I don't normally use.  So, those are good pains.

My parents worked at a pancake breakfast in Ft Assiniboine before we headed out to the park on Saturday, so I've got pictures of cars as well as pictures of horses and sky and trail.