I tacked him up and mounted up. He stepped off before I sat my butt down but I didn't lose my balance. I walked him over to the trailhead and the little patootie wouldn't walk though the mud. He didn't want to go and I kept urging him to go and finally after about 5 minutes he did. He wasn't too thrilled about the mud but he went. We went to the left after a pissy moment . We kept going and passed up the new trail entry. Just passed there was a downed tree. Dang. I couldn't go further then. It wasn't on the ground like it looks in the pictures.
We walked by the road all the way around to the stable. I did wash him off because he was sweaty from struggling through the mud.