But here's some that came out.
We rode out to the falls rest stop, and got off and took a break. It was a hard ride out for us, and it shouldn't have been, it's only a few miles. But being out of shape and hot, we were ready for a rest. :~)
Bay licking the salt off Cyn...
Cyn taking our water bottle. ;~)
The bridge on the way back...
Pretty big tree...
Cyn leading for awhile when we had to turn around and backtrack to find a wide enough place to let some other riders pass.... I'm glad we did that, the lead horse in the group we met was giving Bay an awful mean stink eye when we let them by us, I would not have wanted to meet her in closer quarters. I was half expecting him to fire a hoof at us as it was. And the lady was oblivious...
And that's it! The trip back was great... Bay was really on his game on the way back, as usual, with Cyn trotting to keep up. Never let anyone tell you old friends don't lie. ;~) They do. Well, Bay, we'll take you out a little more regular now, and we'll get all of us back in shape.
Here's a video of him walkin' out on the way home.
Oh - and when we got back, we had to boys approach us who we'd actually seen with their family walking out on the trail. I'd guess their ages at 4 and 8. They were dressed in some kind of traditional clothes, but they weren't Amish or Mennonites, it was different. Perhaps an Orthodox Jewish sect... Grey or blue smocks that looked like cotton linen and went down to nearly their knees. Their dad was dressed the same way.
They wanted a ride on the horses and asked if we would let them or want them to pay. How could we turn that down, they were nice kids, just wanted to ride a horse. They were sitting there holding bike helmets. I asked if it was OK with their parents and they said yes, but I had to just believe them, their parents were no where to be seen. They said they were camping just up the hill. So we put them up, the older one on Bay and the younger one on Cyn, and we led them up the hill to their camp. It's a pretty steep hill, Becky might remember it, right out of the trail head at Mima. I figured, if it wasn't OK for them to be riding, we'd soon find out when we walked into camp ;~)
But their dad was gracious and thanked us for letting them ride, they had a very little girl too, maybe two, and small talked a little while and walked back.
They followed us down a few minutes later and wanted to give us some little prayer cards they'd made that said 'God Bless You! and I think has Hebrew writing on it.
So that was nice. They were excited to get to do that. They'd been turned down by other riders.