July 2nd, 2008
Smithers
I don't believe I've ever seen a photo of myself looking any happier than this. This fiery mare named Sheen gave me that old familiar, delicious thrill of sitting on and with blazing gallops down dirt roads and through wide open mountain meadows. Such wild exhilaration as I played with the balance between awareness of the potential dangers of the situation with the yearning to unite with the horse in sheer trust and ride like the wind. By this age, after so many years of riding and so many injuries, I admit to having lost a bit of my nerve -- or perhaps it has been a gaining of wisdom? In any case, by the third ride I had pretty much shed any fear as I'd gotten to know the horse and the terrain. Her wee foal came along this third ride and amazed us by keeping up so well on his tiny legs. Today was hot and still. i loved getting Sheen's sweat all over me. I came back to town with arms caked in dust and a glow shining through it.
Betty and Sharon of the Smithers band Damsel. Two of our wild and wonderful hosts who showed us a wonderful time!
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