The horse's name was Pete.
This is Pete:
Just a quick post today, though I've got a whole list of things I want to ramble about (need to be up early tomorrow morning thus I want to go to bed now :p ). Today we headed up to the lovely little town of Glenorchy: population, a few hundred... with about two or three horses to each person. Main industry: take tourists riding and provided land and horses for movies, including The Lord of the Rings, The Hobbit, The Chronicles of Narnia (Prince Caspian), and Wolverine (when he was supposed to be in Alberta. They forgot to take the arrows off the roads in the film though, so you can tell that Wolverine is driving on the wrong side of the road. haha. I remember when they turned Buchanan Tower into an evil warlord's headquarters for that movie, complete with several dump trucks full of red sand...)
The ride took us through the Dart river valley, crossing the Rees river and seeing some rather pretty mountains. (We only rode through a roundabout to get back to the stables which were on the other side of town :p ).
Its been a while since I've been on a horse, and this was my first time using an English saddle. I liked it! I also liked Pete. He knew what he was doing. :p
My battery is dead, or very near to it, so hopefully this post will go up before it fully dies.
Tomorrow: Milford Sound!
- Marysa
Pete and Ginger. Look closely at Ginger's face (Janna's horse). I laughed. Also, Ginger doesn't get along with other horses, and that's about as close as Pete would let him stand... |
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