And they like trail riding.
And when I got a mid-week text like "let's go to the state park!", I was like "...but the bugs are super bad there waaaaaah" and found an alternate location.
|I also found coffee because humaning is hard|
|ZB always up for an adventure|
Lil lady has a motor on her.
Not lose her shit.
Not buck me off.
Not leave the county.
|and the skies were completely stunning|
It was Zoe's first time in the mountain and OMFG YOU GUYS I COULD NOT BE MORE THRILLED.
|i adore this mare|
She led. She followed. She saw dirt bikes and mountain bikes and runners and heard guns and saw wild life and dealt with all of it like an old hand.
She's still learning how to cross water (cross your fingers for a legit training post tomorrow!), but she made a good effort at everything we tried.
The best part is just how much fun she is for every step.
|goal: ride in the mountains = achieved!|
I mean. It isn't even just the riding. It's how Ms. ZB shows up and tries no matter what. Hauling to a new place?
Tying to a trailer for the first time?
She's got it.
I know basically my whole blog now is like ZB R PERFECT AND I SUPER LOVE HER, but I can't even apologize for it.
I took my baby horse to the mountains.
She exceeded expectations and those expectations were already irrationally high on account of how lovely she is.
|remind me i need to break in my new latigo so we can go full old west|
I mean. I always say that some day the little lady will have a bad day, and I won't even be able to get mad at her, because she's so freaking perfect most of the time.
It hasn't happened yet.