We have a Dude Ranch pretty close by.
It is up by the trail head to the Grand-daddy Lakes
in the high Unitas.
Doug has a patient who runs the trail rides
and so every now and then we go riding.
We went last Friday,
Doug, Abbie and I.
It was a gorgeous afternoon.
It's our time to pretend like we know what we're doing
and that we aren't nervous one bit about something happening
that we can't control.
Yep.
We know how to ride a horse.
(The little tykes are the sons of the trail master.)
(So. Okay. THEY are the ones who know how to ride a horse...)
