My friend Diana has been wanting to get together for a trail ride for a while. I hadn’t had the chance to ride with her, but had been out with her several times for cart driving with her beautiful Welsh Cob/Arabian pony Miss Dixie.
So, I recently invited her over to my house for a fun little trail ride out on the trails behind my neighborhood.
Diana has a big stout, older, TB/Draft mare, named Glory whom she raised from a foal. Diana told me that Glory was a wild child in her younger years. But Glory is a calm, patient, willing mare now.
Apache was blissfully happy to be back out on the trails for a couple hours. She loves to take everything in and just mosey along.
We weren’t in any hurry and spent a lot of time allowing our horses to graze while we talked and visited and just explored.
Big ‘ol Glory really steps out, while my Apache mare is on the slow side. But we still took turns letting our horses follow and lead.
And it was nice to ride side-by-side, too.
We mostly stayed on the smooth dirt trails that circle around back behind my neighborhood, but we also traveled on the gravel roads, too.
And we rode up through the pinon and juniper to the ridgeline, too.
It’s very rocky up on top of the ridge, but I’m so happy with how tough my Apaches mare’s barefeet have become with all the riding we’ve been doing in the mountains this year. She never gets gimpy or sore barefoot and just motors right on over all the rocks, like they’re not even there.
It was wonderful how well Glory and my Apache got along together, like good friends, even for their first time on a trail ride together.
Beside my neighborhood is a pasture with big black angus cattle. In the past when we’ve ridden by, Apache has given these cows a hairy eyeball. She just stops and stares and seems to want to go after them. *grin*
There aren’t any bulls being pastured next door, just 6 cow and calf pairs.
This Mama cow was sure feisty! She came right at us and would have probably tried to chase us had there not been a fence separating us. She gave poor Glory a fright when she trotted over and caused her to spook right up in the air!
After a couple hours of riding, we rode through my neighborhood, heading back to my house (there on the left straight ahead) and Diana’s horse trailer.
It was another great day riding my wonderful Apache mare with a good friend.