well, the camping thing turned out to be a lot of work. i always over pack and then have too much in my way. need to get an organizer.
the first rides were nice but i felt charlie was moping or not feeling good. i was debating on taking him on his first trail drive. sunday am i got up and decidid to give it a try. when i pointed him at the trail i got a new horse, ofcourse it starts out at the bottom of a pretty steep hill. i thought he would balk, boy was i wrong, he just plowed up that hill like he did it every day. we went around a corner and there was anoth steep hill, i stopped to assess his breathing, hmmmm it was normal, so we plowed up the next hill. the trail was supposed to be 3 miles, unless you miss a trail sign, any how i was convinced we were lost, we were out for a long time, finally decided to turn around. i was really nervous as it was getting late. we turned around and charlie implied that he knew where his trailer was. sure enough he followed the trail and never made a wrong turn. im so proud of him, he listened to everything i said and even when we were stuk in the mud he listened to me, sure am lucky we found each other.