Ol' Ropey!


My husband is awesome and amazing.
When it came up in conversation a few weeks ago that I had never ridden a horse, we decided that this was something we should do. Part of our new "Life is short, if we want to do something we should DO it" rule, and all. So he did some research and found a super awesome and inexpensive hour long trail ride at the Kankakee River State Park.

Fuzzy's horse, Yankee.

It was so much fun! The horses we gorgeous and sweet (though mine, Daisy Duke, was SASSY! She kept biting the butt of the horse in front of her) and the day was a perfectly misty and hazy day. I totally zenned out in the woods, smelling the pine, feeling the breeze, and being lulled by the rhythm of the horse's gait. I can't wait to go again!


Cute Fuzzy with the sweet pup Baby
Fuzzy and Baby

Me and Daisy Duke
Erica and Daisy Duke

My butt and legs still hurt.


I remember the first (and last) time I went horseback riding, I signed up for 3 hours in the Rocky Mountain National Park. That was probably a bad idea. Not only were 3 hours about 2 hours too long, parts of the trail were several thousand feet too high for me too. And we didn't get helmets like you did! I do want to go again sometime, and a trail in the woods sounds just about right by me. Glad you enjoyed it!

Yes, I don't think I could have gone more than an hour. I am FINALLY not sore, but I swear my underbutt suffered some deep internal bruising. I am willing to try it again, though.