
Like any horse trip, there is always one horse that cannot keep up with the others. Unfortunatley DJ had that horse.
Jana and I were taking turns leading the pack of four. Who would have known that Jana was such a natural on horseback. I assumed she was a wrangler in a past life. I on the other hand had my horse in a hot gallop uphill, not knowing that it would come back to haunt me towards the end of the journey. I was throwing my trustworthy "sv eeeah, sv eeeeah" that I picked up from the old western flicks I used to watch with my dad.

I packed a bag full of peanut butter and guava jam with a full loaf of bread plus as many other unkown goodies from the snack rack at the local store.
The day was beautiful and so much fun, unfortunatley the clouds never parted to give us that amazing ocean view that our guide had in mind. But I'm convinced we will have to do it again in order to enjoy that view.

note to self: Learn how to ride a horse down hill with out hurting your jewels.
2 comments:
ya'll are naturals!! Guava jam? Sounds yummy! :)
Rodrigo say,"Ay CarumbA!"
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