This past weekend we got the opportunity to take my sister, who the kids call Aunt Susie, out for a trail ride.
This would not be notable but for two reasons: 1) Aunt Susie has never ridden with us before, and 2) In fact, Aunt Susie hasn’t been on a horse at all for several years.
Despite the somewhat diabolical look on Annabelle’s face in this picture, she had been looking forward to this day for a whole week. If I haven’t mentioned it before, she loves to show off her horsemanship skills.
And she didn’t mind sharing Grumpy with Aunt Susie.
We did get a cute picture of her and Reno before we took off.
We headed on down the trail. We were riding at Eagle Island State Park, a location bordered by a river on both sides (oh, I guess that’s why they call it Eagle ISLAND, huh? I’m a genius!) and very prone to wet riding conditions.
We survived an attack by some huge rabid flying bats down on the south shore of the river. Okay, they were gnats, but they were really large. The horses freaked out and I almost got dumped. But we made it through and on to a water crossing.
Now, Annabelle loves nothing more than a good water crossing. She forces her mount to walk through any available water even if there is a good three feet stretch of dry ground beside the water to walk on instead. It’s the point of the matter with her.
This made her very happy.
Grumpy and Aunt Susie also managed with aplomb. In fact, Aunt Susie acted like she and Grumpy had been partners for years. Annabelle was impressed.
Once we were through the water crossing it was a snap from there.
Of course we had to stop in the tree tunnel, which is my favorite photo spot of all time, and take about a hundred pictures of each other before we could continue.
Annabelle gets really tired of me taking her picture so much. She is a good sport, but if it looks like she is smiling she is actually just saying “cheese, cheese, cheese, cheese” over and over again hoping I will give up and start riding again.
Then we were on the last leg. I love these “walking-behind” pictures.
When we got back Annabelle insisted on un-tacking her own horse. She is a hand, that girl.
We had lots of fun riding with Aunt Susie, and we are glad she is back in the saddle again.