Kellie and I rode Tyrrell Park a month ago. It was a bit of a trial. I got out to the barn and Biscuit can tell time and has a calendar. He refused to come to me. Ugh. I took Sarge out and took him to the front hoping Biscuit would come in. I finally got him to come into the corral but out he went when I went to close the gate. So, I just sat there and waited. He slowly moved closer and closer...in the mean time, I found a dang mushroom growing in my trailer. I nearly had a stroke. The floor at the front of my Brenderup was rotten - like mushy rotten. UGHGHGHGHGHHGGGHGHHGHG.
Biscuit finally came in and I closed the gate. What a pill. I loaded him up and off we went to Tyrrell - an hour or so late.
We had such a good time! It was nice to ride in Tyrrell - it had been awhile. We saw quiet a few hogs that day. But, because we got a later start it was freaking HOT. We both kinda had a little melt down when we got back...she felt bad and I was seeing spots. LOL we are old bats now.
We hosed the horses off and after I quit seeing spots we left!!!