Hacking
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♥Feb. 22nd, 2018 // 09:19 pm♥
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This morning, I took Benny out into the main part of the woods (where we usually walk) for the first time.
Given that it was a horrible cold windy morning, he did superbly. He doesn't like water troughs, and apparently is very dubious about sheep, but even when he was very nervous he was a good boy.
At one point, he decided that he'd got worryingly far from home and started calling for GB, but fortunately it was only a few minutes until the path turned a corner back towards home and he relaxed. (Horses have amazingly good direction senses. In his younger days, I'd take GB out for long rides to unknown places. An hour or so from home, we'd get to a junction and I'd be looking up the map on my phone while he looked around and ambled off in the right direction.)
I was amused to note that a ride that used to take GB about an hour and a half, including several canters, took Benny 55 minutes with only a couple of short trots.
(The trots, incidentally, were fine. No funny business when he's going in a straight line.)
Next time I take him up there, I'll let him have a run. For today it was more important to let him look around and learn his way. Plus, it was horribly muddy in the woods. |
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