Rondell wrote:Username; Rondell
Ride #; 1
Experience; Our ride started out pleasantly enough. It was a bright sunny day with a cool breeze blowing in from parts unknown, and as we galloped through the field, I was enjoying every bit of it. The earthy-coloured Grelifcent I'd borrowed from a friend of mine seemed to be enjoying herself as well. Then we came to a fence. It was a simple fence, by anyone's standards, and the field behind us looked just the same as the field on the other side. To be completely honest, didn't look as if it could hold much of anything in. Which is why it didn't even occur to me that it should be holding anything out. As I spurred my mount into a gallop, preparing to vault the flimsy fence, I wondered why it should be there in the first place. It was between us and home! We'd just cross, get to the other side, and be done. No problem. Right...? Wrong. Turns out, there was very big, very MAD bull behind that flimsy fence. It spotted us about halfway to the other side of the fenced-in area, and it chased us all the way OUT! Good thing Dandelion is fast!
Grassy Field; To the left!
2. Braided Halter