Finally, sun.

Lovely, sun at last! Time for sun cream on pink noses though. It was so nice it was almost too much like hard work to go and ride.

Nonetheless, they must be groomed, although things got a little silly.

Having worked so hard to groom them, we all felt in need of a little rest. When we did finally make it out it was a pleasure to be warm and dry. We were aiming for a five mile round trip. or thereabouts (our time is limited as Shell can't be too long away from the yard). The boy's were positively saintly, although Paddy was mincing a bit on the stony ground. He's fully shod and not especially footy - just a bit of a wuss. Things went a little pear shaped as we tried to follow a new route... Having dutifully followed the 'bridleway' signs we arrived at a remote farmhouse with several very overexcited welshies, and a sea of nettles! Plan B, turn back!
The going is pretty good at the moment so we thought it would be nice for them to stretch themselves, Paddy was delighted, Ryscheyed took the opportunity to slip in a few sneaky bucks. Had to keep his head up.... Galloping on a horse doing a camel impression is an experience best missed.
Never mind, we had fun. Made it home in one piece (despite the best efforts of the local wildlife to scare the pants off the boys by exploding from hedgerows etc.)

Chill out time!


I'm off to have a look at Streatley and Goring on Monday as we would like to be prepared and have heard things about a railway crossing. If there's anything anyone would like to tell us???? And if anyone would like to go for a drink on Monday afternoon and hear more about the ride (or tell me anything we might need to know) just email.