This afternoon Alex and I went trail riding. I rode King, and Alex rode Dakota. Alex grumbled a little for making him leave his game on the computer but then went to tack up his pony. After we crossed the water behind out barn we picked up a trot. We rode for an hour, trotting and even cantering, walking only when necessary, crossing water, going down majorly washed out rocky trails and zig zaging through downed trees. Dakota was such a rock star, no spook, no stop, climbing up and down and over stuff without jostling Alex out of his saddle. He even carefully climbed over a two foot log.  King, who recently has been a handful jigging back to the barn was a pleasure to ride today, albeit a little out of shape. Recently Rob and I watched an 80s outdated endurance dvd about conditioning and one of the veterinarians stated “if your horse is fretful, you are not giving him enough exercise”. Apparently, horses are related to my husband and require exercise to mellow…
I really am looking forward to taking my family of riders to some hunter paces this year.